Susi: D# minor
Verse 1
Am
Y 'all ran it for a minute
but now imma hit back
Let you shine while I kept it
now give me my shit back
These niggas is fiendish for this
but everywhere they go
Ain't no real ass niggas
that's spittin' the
Am
Real flow, we're spittin' the real dough
For homies and still doves
The ones incarcerated that hustle
for Skrill Ho
Stompin' their steel toes,
representin' they hood
The kind that make your mama say,
baby, he no good
It ain't no hood like it is in the West
With blue and red rags that bang
and aim text
Am
That slang and claim sex,
get money, the fame next
We thumpin' and you breathin',
I gave you a rain check
Am
You feelin' the pain next, nigga,
that's on the real line
Got all these weapons for nothin',
you know the deal
You know what's niggas to kill,
we poppin' and mash out
If it ain't no guns on us,
we knockin' yo' ass out
Am
Ayy, they say that the game ain't free
I don't give a fuck, man, it's all on me
Ayy, they say these hoes ain't shit
That's why I tell them all to suck my dick
Ayy, they say these niggas is fake
Yeah, but they cool if
they bump my tape
Am
Ayy, they waitin' on you to sleep
Nigga, don't you know I got
that bomb -ass shit?
It's the wild, wild west,
so meet me at high noon
You shoulda seen it comin',
now back up and give me boom
Like boom, the quick and the dead,
rippin' they head off
When I'm spittin' the
lead, sick in the head
until I make the world feel it
It's deep in the bait,
that's why everybody wanna steal it
E
Am
Soakin' it up so they can put it in a song
G#m
Am
And say they made it up,
now you know them niggas is wrong
Am
Fuck it, we don't be trippin',
no petty shit
Just out here survivin' the game,
get ready bitch, it's dirty
These fools out here robbin'
you for your cream
Doin' inside jobs and they play
for the same team
money that made them greedy
I see them out here
you don't believe me?
See, we the last of the soldiers
that mash on them
Them ridin' ass niggas
that bomb and blast on em'
Am
Ayy, they say that the game ain't free
I don't give a fuck, man, it's all on me
Ayy, they say these hoes ain't shit
That's why I tell them all to suck my dick
Ayy, they say these niggas is fake
Yeah, but they cool if they bump my tits
Ayy, they waitin' on you to slip
Nigga, don't you know I got
that bomb -ass shit?
Who run this underground?
Listen, I'll tell you once,
who get these niggas juice
that be drinkin' and smokin' butts?
Bb#
Who keep these niggas
Am
totin' they pistols with burner gloves?
Who keep these riders
smashin' on niggas with no love?
Who spit this shit
that's makin' these niggas
tear up the club?
Who spit what they relate to
like pimpin' and sellin' drugs?
Am
Goals, innards, and dubs,
trigger fingers and snubs
Who droppin' lugs,
who representin' the thugs?
Me, nigga, cause it ain't
nothin' to a boss
I'm a G, nigga,
still finger -fuckin' me in the rocks
Am
Throwin' these balls and slammin'
doors on these bitches
Ain't givin' up nothin' because
these hoes want my britches
I get my bread on and off
Then I go tell them to lick my dick,
head and balls
but maybe you oughta know
It's money over bitches,
so baby, you gotta go
Am
Ayy, they say that the game ain't free
I don't give a fuck, man, it's all on me
Ayy, they say these hoes ain't shit
That's why I tell them all to suck my dick
Ayy, they say these niggas is fake
Yeah, but they cool if they bump my tape
Ayy, they waitin' on you to slip
Nigga, don't you know I got
that bomb -ass shit?
Ayy, they say that the game ain't free
I don't give a fuck, man, it's all on me
Ayy, they say these hoes ain't shit
That's why I tell them all to suck my dick
Ayy, they say these niggas is fake
Yeah, but they cool if they bump my tape
Ayy, they waitin' on you to slip
Nigga, don't you know I got that bomb
Am
Am
Am
I'll
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