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Suspect niggas, no win niggas
that, sick ass high 7
Just a trouble on my
Raider
Doc no
killa death trap
Engineer
We're
artillery
Street clibering
Street yo

Yo, yo, yo, yo
chin niggas, no win niggas
Send back to go, try again niggas
All hail me, the the bag the ugly
The around your way, lovely
Where for art thou meth-tical
I pack a smile like crocodile
hold it down, oh the shit gon' hit the fan now
Spin around let whole crown man down, man down

I live by the code 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 habitat with no parole
Never snitch switch which, keep a fresh pair of
Split the tongue the weed
In case the cops strip search
Think first for the worst, when you do dirt
Remember a million hungry niggas with the same thirst

No doubt out
Bets pull the out
Niggas walk a funny
is what its all about?
Young guns and
bums and sons
Askin' niggas where they come

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

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

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

Carry your eyes and avoid
Cell blocks rap blow you for your slide
What you got's
We can take it to the yellow lines and we can nine
Whether the rhyme or the crime I'ma still
Heavy on the street talk cut life support short
had no love for you so it ain't no love lost
Strictly enforced by the street get double crossed
Hands off I run with the

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

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

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

With the W burning through your
Verbally possessed never guess
Blow minds David Koresh
Fuck a vest you need a gun to protect your
Deep in the break 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 late, next date is at the cest gate
All you MC's, I leave y'all niggas half-baked

is in a choke hold
Losin' control bringing by the boatload
It drama
In the pillage now of
My split hit their village and their baby mama
Y'all niggas playing this money while we stayed hungry
And kept it it won't make me have to crash, dummy
its over
You should keep chain tucked in
And should run your mouth with a suspect chin
Now lay it

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