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letra de onthat - almighty suspect

[intro]
bigg boo the beat junkie

[chorus: almighty suspect]
n-gga, and we on that
any n-gga trip, on his top like a stone cap
n-ggas act tough but we not and we know that
we be at his home, get him gone with a dome splat, b-tch
n-gga, and we on that
any n-gga trip, on his top like a stone cap
n-ggas act tough but we not and we know that
we be at his home, get him gone with a dome splat, b-tch

[verse 1: almighty suspect]
n-ggas talk tough but they ain’t on nothing
thought he had [?] on the gang, he was bluffing
left fifteen in his whip, no discussion
spent fifteen on these rings, it was nothing, n-gga
on the gang, b-tch, we do that
big .30s in the clip, we gon’ use that
new strips off yo b-tch but i blew that
knew you was a b-tch, you got hit, you ain’t blew back
n-gga, what the f-ck is you saying?
hit the b-tch for the strips, i ain’t playing
shoot the clip out the whip, got ’em praying
n-ggas getting smoke, hot sh-t like satan, goofy
n-ggas ain’t on sh-t
i been taking n-ggas off like they name on a list
pull up tripping, shoot a n-gga out his kicks
n-gga said he want smoke? he don’t want none of this
b-tch, n-ggas better get they straps up
this a race, b-tch, i’m first, you got lapped up
every time you see the gang, we got macs tucked
b-tch, i’ma do ’em like weight, get wrapped up, n-gga
[chorus: almighty suspect]
n-gga, and we on that
any n-gga trip, on his top like a stone cap
n-ggas act tough but we not and we know that
we be at his home, get him gone with a dome splat, b-tch
n-gga, and we on that
any n-gga trip, on his top like a stone cap
n-ggas act tough but we not and we know that
we be at his home, get him gone with a dome splat, b-tch

[verse 2: lilalmightybenji]
n-ggas act tough, that’s gon’ get his sh-t blew back
i’m a smoker with this glock, b-tch, i blew that
thought he was rocky till this .40 shot his skull back
feeling like blade [?] dope, b-tch, i throw up, stupid
i rock [?] with the robins
step in the jet but i’ll still be the flyest
strips to the table, lil’ b-tch, i’m yo highness
any n-gga trip, thirty shots to his spine
gang sh-t, take that purse off yo waist, b-tch
got a problem? take this glock to yo face, b-tch
lying with the gang, everybody got a stick out
chubbs in the back, he be clutching on a stick
benji off the juice, he be shooting domes too
sus in the cut, he be tripping with the tool
try to rob boo? lil’ b-tch, you a fool
keep glocks in the cut, ars with a ruler, on the gang

- almighty suspect

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