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Suspect chin niggas, no win
Engineer that, ass high 7
Just a on my ting-ting
Raider
Doc no
More death trap
that
We're
Heavy
Street light
light yo

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

I by the street code never old
love a hoe, never flash the dough
'Cause you never who friend or foe
Got control solid gold thought
Before the blow lets stroll through the habitat with no parole
Never snitch switch which, a fresh pair of kicks
the tongue snatch the weed
In case the cops wanna strip
Think first for the worst, when you do dirt
Remember a million hungry niggas with the same thirst

No dummy out
Bets the money out
walk a funny route
This is what its all
Young guns and
bums and sons
Askin' where they come from

Get him for his one, um
Sunshine, its time
on the front line
Ducking the one-time
Niggas on the run, the cameras can't come
this one the anthem
Ring around the
Pocket of grants

because you wild in the club you ain't thug
Sports gloves and gold mugs you thug
Tattoos and hard screws don't you thug
Sucker for love a slug, nigga

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

Carry your eyes and avoid
Cell blocks rap blow you for your time
you got's mine
We can take it to the yellow and we can pull nine
Whether the rhyme or the crime I'ma shine
Heavy on the talk cut your life support short
Never had no love for you so it ain't no love
Strictly enforced by the stories get double crossed
Hands off I run with the

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

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

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

With the W burning through flesh
Verbally possessed never guess
Blow minds David Koresh
Fuck a you need a gun to protect your assets
Deep in the Aztecs out before the sun set
Street wars yours crime is what I live for
Got rhymes galore time it's at the Wu store
If you sleep late, next date is at the gate
All you sober MC's, I leave y'all half-baked

Microphone is in a hold
control bringing drama by the boatload
It drama
In the now of Cappadonna
My split persona hit their and their baby mama
niggas playing with this money while we stayed hungry
And kept it pudgy it make me have to crash, dummy
Before its
You should keep your tucked in
And should run your mouth with a suspect chin
Now lay it

because you wild in the club you ain't thug
Sports gloves and gold mugs you thug
and hard screws don't make you thug
Real thugs runnin' with hate and love