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Suspect niggas, no win niggas
that, sick ass high 7
Just a on my ting-ting
Ruckus
Doc no
More death trap
Engineer
back
Heavy
Street light
Street yo

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

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

No dummy out
pull the money out
Niggas walk a route
This is its all about?
Young and dum-dums
Slum and sons
Askin' where they come from

Get him for his one, um
Sunshine, its time
on the front line
Ducking from the
Niggas on the run, where the cameras can't
Make one the anthem
around the Rosie
Pocket full of

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

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

Carry your eyes and spots
Cell blocks rap blow you for your time
What you mine
We can it to the yellow lines and we can pull nine
Whether the rhyme or the I'ma still shine
on the street talk cut your life support short
Never had no love for you so it ain't no lost
Strictly enforced by the street stories get crossed
Hands off I run the torch

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

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

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

With the W burning through flesh
Verbally never second guess
Blow minds like David
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 galore next time it's at the Wu
If you sleep late, next date is at the gate
All you sober MC's, I leave y'all half-baked

is in a choke hold
Losin' control bringing drama by the
It drama
In the now of Cappadonna
My split persona hit their village and their baby
Y'all niggas playing with money while we stayed hungry
And kept it it won't 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

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