Lyrics:
Yeah (yeah)
Hater-free (yeah, hater-free), sucka-proof (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, get money (straight up)
This some of that (uh, here we go)
Turn
lookin' decent
Lotta corny niggaz be offerin' whack free shit
I can´t hold the heat no more yo, I gotta release it
What y´all gonna do? Don´t you know we
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
dope boys in a Cadillac
This ol' sucka MC stepped up to me
Challenged Andre to a battle and I stood there patiently
As he spit and stumbled over
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
Radio, sucka never play me
Triple shade of black that my bleach should never fade me
They say he crazy
New York raised him in the 80s
Kill
blood sucka)
Buried under deeper ground (uh)
Yeah, okay, uh, uh, yeah
I seem depressed, always being bothered, never less
Keeping me out of prison
Heal me
Save me
Sanctify me
Set me free
Heal me
Save me
Sanctify me
Yeah
Here we go
Speak truth
Eyes stuck on Hollywood
Control the minds like you
time if you don't pull your wight
You get none from me I stay sucka free these bustas Aint clowning shit
Fuck around and I'll bust they knee Ill show
Ayy, look, it's Money Mark up in this thing, man
R.P. Dough Money, free the thugs
These suckas sayin' that they want it, but they ain't for show
Sucka
I'm waiting for you
Sucka
I'm gonna make your dreams come true
Free ride on a broken train
I don't think I'll make it home tonight
Slow dance
You rappin'-ass niggas ain't never sold no yams
I'm talkin' sucka-free Sundays and iced-out Mondays
Pin-up Tuesdays and body-tap Wednesdays
You was
hard to jerk with tiny hands
You saw the police at 7/11
You grabbed my pussy
Golf’s a game for suckas
Just because fuck you.
Just because
They won’t
in a cycle it's the worst, worst worst, yeah
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
Verse 2:
Sucka free, sucka free, that's how I stay sucka free
These guys are lollipops,
Pockets full of paper
Live from that Gutta
Free Riko
This nigga Bizzy asked me do I want to be We the Wave
Duh Nigga
I know 100 some ways you can die
blocka
Free all of my cousins that be still under tha locka
Killa mothafucka with the trey I kill a sucka
I don't know that sound but it sounding like
She can help you get up
If she's a...
Bad Mama Jama Motha Sucka
Girl you're a bad mama jama
Girl you're out of sight
I've got my tippy toes
Tipping
pop trunk wop
Girls bop, automatic cause I'm top of the line
I cut my beep past six, and I raise the top of your spine
I'ma shine, Sucka Free, Boss
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
So sucka mc's please think twice
Look naw for real
I ain't even gon say it yet ima just let it ride look check
Yeah
Uh
Before you get
follow y'all suggestions,
I just always did my own thing,
Now I run the game, you stupid mudda-suckas
I see all this money through my Ohio State buck
bound
Clown, now tired of bein' held down
Cross my heart, hope to die blinded in some pussy
Millionaire, livin' care free, sucka free, playa haters
in the air
While we are in the, corners of my chrome
Same shit another year, in the southern hemisphere, wait a while
Hot tub tony sucka free
Come with a tag sucka free
On the side a penthouse hide
Ego boost full of pride
The only dick that cum inside
(Repeat)
And only down-ass niggas can ride with me
Hop-hop-hop the five quickly down the block
Stay sucka-free and keep the busters off your jock
You gotta have
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