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Suspect chin niggas, no win
Engineer that, ass high 7
a trouble on my ting-ting
Raider
Doc no
killa death trap
Engineer
back
Heavy
Street clibering
light yo

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Suspect niggas, no win niggas
niggas back to go, try again niggas
All me, the good the bag the ugly
The money's your way, lovely
Where for art meth-tical God-child
I pack a smile like profile
Can't hold it down, oh the shit hit the fan now
Spin let your whole crown man down, man down

I live by the street never old
Never love a hoe, flash the dough
'Cause you know who friend or foe
Got block control solid thought
Before the blow lets stroll through the ghetto habitat with no
Never switch which, keep a fresh pair of kicks
Split the tongue the weed
In case the cops wanna search
Think first prepare for the worst, you do dirt
there's a million hungry niggas with the same thirst

No doubt out
Bets pull the out
Niggas walk a funny
This is what its all
Young and dum-dums
bums and sons
Askin' where they come from

Get him for his one, um
Sunshine, its crunch
Stranded on the front
from the one-time
Niggas on the run, where the cameras can't
Make one the anthem
Ring the Rosie
full of grants

Just because you wild in the you ain't thug
Sports gloves and mugs you ain't thug
Tattoos and hard screws don't make you
Sucker for catch a slug, nigga

chin niggas, no win niggas
Send niggas back to go, try niggas
Shotgun slammin' in your chestpeice,
Shotgun in your chestpeice, blaow

Carry your and avoid spots
Cell rap blow you for your slide time
What you mine
We can take it to the yellow lines and we can pull
Whether the rhyme or the crime still shine
Heavy on the street talk cut your support short
had no love for you so it ain't no love lost
Strictly enforced by the street stories get crossed
Hands off I run with the

They got me fed up from the up
Put up or shut up on stage in shiny get-up
These niggas is funny, bunny actors
They hustle backwards, son I think they gay
Say word, drop stature, dog splash ya, party crash ya
The spell casta, the same before and after its over
Flood get your brain end the game, its over
End of the out of time bitch it's over
On the wrong street no heat he was sober
We soldiers should've told ya

Million ice on your wrist don't make you thug
'Cause a bitch is sucking your dick on skit you ain't thug
Bandannas and bad grammar don't you thug
for love catching slugs nigga

Suspect chin niggas, no win
niggas back to go, try again niggas
Shotgun slammin' in chestpeice, blaow
Shotgun slammin' in your chestpeice,
chin niggas, no win niggas
Send niggas back to go, try again
Shotgun in your chestpeice, blaow
slammin' in your chestpeice, blaow

With the W burning your flesh
Verbally possessed never second
minds like David Koresh
Fuck a vest you need a gun to protect assets
Deep in the break out before the sun set
wars gimme yours crime is what I live for
Got rhymes next time it's at the Wu store
If you sleep late, next is at the cest gate
All you sober MC's, I leave y'all niggas

is in a choke hold
Losin' control drama by the boatload
It takes
In the pillage now of
My split persona hit village and their baby mama
Y'all niggas playing with money while we stayed hungry
And it pudgy it won't make me have to crash, dummy
Before its
You should your chain tucked in
And should never run your mouth a suspect chin
Now lay it

Just because you wild in the club you ain't
gloves and gold mugs you ain't thug
Tattoos and hard screws don't you thug
Real thugs runnin' with and smash love