Originoo Gunn Clappaz - Suspect n***az lyrics

(starang wondah) Yo it's that real n***a sh** That make the real n***as get Buckwild, jumpin out they whips So I been fresh like the prince ever since grade 6 Can't turn back, I ain't been the same since You know how b**h n***as in the industry Pretend to be a friend of me In the long run, becomin enemies R.i.p. wet capone, who got jooked up Looked up, my n***a had mound, this be he hooked up Got n***as out on the av., they all shook up Me and henny think this o.g.c. is booked up F**k your wack sound, say the word, get backed down Got my n***a henny mad, yellin in the background (f**k them n***as) They better ask someone Because paranoia got me ready to blast someone Yo a** get down, starang say blast them son Yell out, m.f.c., and here they come wit ma**ive guns (louieville sluggah) Aiyo some chick asked her home girl "who is he? " She said "you don't know henny, v-i-double l-e That's that n***a that's full blowned just like a celly Bill real n***a sh**, tell ya how the hell he feel" G.c. til the day I d, all night but it up, m.f.c. for life n***as I looked up to, turned out to be suspect alarmin Grab ya kids, n***as is barney Yo they able gettin money, they laughin, but ain't funny They gonna stay hungry, 'cause our days gettin sunny Aiyo I put it down, for my people knocked down and locked down G.c.'s can't be kept down, we keep on, till the sound is full blown Pops, i'mma see ya when you finally hit home (starang wondah) Yo, who hit starang wondah, relation and stevie Hennyville, guns buck to m-o-b-b Should ya work hard, to us comes easy Don't want beef here, no prob come see me (top dog big kahuna) Straight flashback, clearin ya field, lookin for cash back That's f**ked up, you was in debt, know you done lucked out You bugged out, take up this year and get the f**k out My amaze, rollin that green weed up in my leaf I'm not havin that, just replace wit the black Check judo or knitty, or june for the 50 cent Look at that, my n***as wanna be where the hookers at So where we at? bucktown muthaf**kas Who are we? m.f.c., b**h n***as We hold it down, hold it down, hold it down (buckshot) Let's take a walk through park slow, not what you eat But we practice the art of chokin these streets of brook-lan Is similar to vietnam, so be it to bomb We never calm especially when we get illegally searched Stereotype, you know they from brooklyn, so they bound to fight That's right, what, ya n***as ain't sh** co*k back the double barrel and spit seed Buck never quit, I walk the streets wit a bunch of o.g.'s, who know me Pa** that nickel bag n***a from 93 Buckshot, that n***a wit the red dot, pointin at ya knot co*k quick, n***a watch this (havoc) I heard your sayin, purposely spillin the beans On the street, rockin paper, now you playin the greens Khak's sacky, don't wanna get the f**k out bad Know the sim whilin on the street is all in ya fad Twenty stitches, collect call stressin mad b**hes Got you in the home or house of snitches Dick thatta dug you, only hit for mom on the humble Four building, what 'em crumble I hate these muthaf**kas, got the heat in the stash Just prepare, sh** ready to co*k Did he wobble in and watch roll eyes Number one fan, to po nine Talk behind my back, come quick to blow minds I'm quick to blow strike wit the gold nine Ask my mother, God bless, that was quick, to hold mine (starang wondah) I wet my man, big hav from the m-o-b-b Hennyville, buckshot my man d-o-g Should ya work hard, for us comes easy Ya want beef, no prob come see me O.g.c., mobb deep, brownsville and qb Pocket change, mack alone the whole m.f.c. Bob marley spliff, crack open the hennecy You want beef here, no prob come see we