letra de succa side - dody6
[intro: dody6]
(put boo on it)
uh-huh?
it’s gf dody
(ayy, go ‘head, iiinfinite)
ight
(punk)
look
[verse 1: dody6]
this the life that i chose, f-ck the sucker side
and free my soldier out the case, he took a second life
i’m doin’ wrong, but everything i’m doin’ feelin’ right
and he keep talkin’ ’bout the homies like he wanna die
you better keep your mouth closed if you don’t wanna slide
he got put on, we beat his ass, and then he went to hide
master of disguise how i ride when we come to shoot
i’m known to squabble everything, i don’t pick and choosе
what names do you got? n-gga, who you shoot?
we just gon’ name this n-gga lukе ’cause he keep doin’ duke
this n-gga thinkin’ that he cold because he got the flu
i’m a crip n-gga, i wear blue, i’m slidin’ somewhere near you
people is you scared, fool? you touch me, i dare you
you an opp n-gga, can’t spare you, i’m a fly n-gga, can’t repair dude
bullets f-ckin’ up his hairdo, thirty just might scare you
fact got no fast-track, they smack first, we smack back
a cats and f hats, this fitted, no snapback
a cats and f hats, this fitted, no snapback
keep the forty-eighth, we with this sh-t, we finna chase him down
g and j get rollin’, this not funny, we are not no clowns
burnin’ ave, got soldiers vietnam when you hear these sounds
stuck inside the case, it was a parade when we stomped him down
head busters gang, go send a doctor to wrap his crown
[verse 2: fatjahk tgl]
i’m known to do my—
i said i’m known to do my baby stain boogie with three old rounds
his mama postin’ ’bout him everyday ’cause she miss her child
that n-gga died a couple years ago, he still ain’t found
my n-gga caught some cases years ago, he still ain’t out
let me introduce you to the end, have some gang tats
wherever i’m considered crip and i was where you been at
but whackouts get packouts ’cause you ain’t even did that
how you gang but never with the gang? boy, that’s big cap
i’ll do the time before i snitch from my innocence
admit to a crime before i ever say i witnessed it
but sorry, mama, bled western ave for my ignorance
i done went to jail and joined, and came back and stealed this sh-t
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