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Suspect niggas, no win niggas
Engineer that, ass high 7
Just a on my ting-ting
Ruckus
Doc no
More killa trap
that
We're
artillery
Street light
light yo

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

I by the street code never old
Never a hoe, never flash the dough
you never know who friend or foe
Got block control gold thought
Before the blow lets stroll through the ghetto habitat no parole
Never snitch which, keep a fresh pair of kicks
the tongue snatch the weed
In case the wanna strip search
Think prepare for the worst, when you do dirt
Remember there's a million hungry niggas the same thirst

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

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

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

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

Carry your eyes and avoid
Cell blocks rap blow you for your slide
What you got's
We can it to the yellow lines and we can pull nine
Whether the or the crime I'ma still shine
Heavy on the street talk cut life support short
Never had no love for you so it no love lost
Strictly by the street stories get double crossed
Hands off I run the torch

got me fed up from the head up
Put up or shut up on in them shiny get-up
niggas is funny, Energizer bunny actors
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 after its
Flood get brain end the game, done its over
End of the out of time bitch it's over
On the wrong street with no he was sober
We soldiers somebody told ya

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

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

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

Microphone is in a choke
Losin' bringing drama by the boatload
It drama
In the now of Cappadonna
My split hit their village and their baby mama
Y'all playing with this money while we stayed hungry
And it pudgy it won't make me have to crash, dummy
its over
You should keep chain tucked in
And should never run your with a suspect chin
Now lay it

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