Originoo Gunn Clapazz - Suspect Niggaz Lyrics
[starang wondah]Yo its that real nigga shitThat make the real niggas getBuckwild, jumpin out they whipsSo I been fresh like the prince ever since grade 6Cant turn back, I aint been the same sinceYou know how ***** niggas in the industryPretend to be a friend of meIn the long run, becomin enemiesR.i.p. wet capone, who got jooked upLooked up, my nigga had mound, this be he hooked upGot niggas out on the av., they all shook upMe and henny think this o.g.c. is booked up***** your wack sound, say the word, get backed downGot my nigga henny mad, yellin in the background (***** them niggas)They better ask someoneBecause paranoia got me ready to blast someoneYo ass get down, starang say blast them sonYell out, m.f.c., and here they come wit massive guns[louieville sluggah]Aiyo some chick asked her home girl who is he?She said you dont know henny, v-i-double l-eThats that nigga thats full blowned just like a cellyBill real nigga shit, tell ya how the hell he feelG.c. til the day I d, all night but it up, m.f.c. for lifeNiggas I looked up to, turned out to be suspect alarminGrab ya kids, niggas is barneyYo they able gettin money, they laughin, but aint funnyThey gonna stay hungry, cuz our days gettin sunnyAiyo I put it down, for my people knocked down and locked downG.c.s cant be kept down, we keep on, till the sound is full blownPops, imma see ya when you finally hit home[starang wondah]Yo, who hit starang wondah, relation and stevieHennyville, guns buck to m-o-b-bShould ya work hard, to us comes easyDont want beef here, no prob come see me[top dog big kahuna]Straight flashback, clearin ya field, lookin for cash backThats *****ed up, you was in debt, know you done lucked outYou bugged out, take up this year and get the ***** outMy amaze, rollin that green weed up in my leafIm not havin that, just replace wit the blackCheck judo or knitty, or june for the 50 centLook at that, my niggas wanna be where the hookers atSo where we at? bucktown mutha*****asWho are we? m.f.c., ***** niggasWe hold it down, hold it down, hold it down[buckshot]Lets take a walk through park slow, not what you eatBut we practice the art of chokin these streets of brook-lanIs similar to vietnam, so be it to bombWe never calm especially when we get illegally searchedStereotype, you know they from brooklyn, so they bound to fightThats right, what, ya niggas aint shit***** back the double barrel and spit seedBuck never quit, I walk the streets wit a bunch of o.g.s, who know mePass that nickel bag nigga from 93Buckshot, that nigga wit the red dot, pointin at ya knot***** quick, nigga watch this[havoc]I heard your sayin, purposely spillin the beansOn the street, rockin paper, now you playin the greensKhaks sacky, dont wanna get the ***** out badKnow the sim whilin on the street is all in ya fadTwenty stitches, collect call stressin mad *****esGot you in the home or house of snitchesDick thatta dug you, only hit for mom on the humbleFour building, what em crumbleI hate these mutha*****as, got the heat in the stashJust prepare, shit ready to *****Did he wobble in and watch roll eyesNumber one fan, to po nineTalk behind my back, come quick to blow mindsIm quick to blow strike wit the gold nineAsk my mother, God bless, that was quick, to hold mine[starang wondah]I wet my man, big hav from the m-o-b-bHennyville, buckshot my man d-o-gShould ya work hard, for us comes easyYa want beef, no prob come see meO.g.c., mobb deep, brownsville and qbPocket change, mack alone the whole m.f.c.Bob marley spliff, crack open the hennecyYou want beef here, no prob come see we
