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Succaz Lyrics
by E-40
Succaz Song Lyrics
Succaz by E-40
I don't f**k with suckers
These niggas be cap, I don't trust these busters (Moxiii)
Ugh
I like this, it's sinister
The feel of it, it's, it's like dark, but it's, it's from the heart
[Verse 1: E-40]
Uh, revenues, I had to enhance
Suckers taking over like a pile of ants
I signed myself and gave myself an advance
Used to sell the stuff the same color as Hidden Valley ranch
Tycoon, b**ch, I'm the pinnacle
Everything that I say is gospel and it's biblical
I ain't regular, I ain't typical
I sell adult beveragеs, drinking liquor is my ritual
I'm loving the life that I live and I promisе ain't no regrets
It didn't happen overnight, b**ch, I had to take baby steps
I'm never wrong, I'm always right and I mean that just like a text
You'd rather shoot, I'd rather fight, I ain't funkin' over no b**ch
I'm a whole 'nother pedigree, I'm a whole 'nother seed
I don't a choose violence, but bro, you out of your league
I don't slow down, I'ma continue to speed
I'm not a clown, I'm from a whole 'nother breed
[Chorus: Trae the Truth & E-40]
I (I) don't f**k with suckers (I don't f**k with suckers)
These niggas be cap (These niggas be cap), I don't trust these busters (I don't trust 'em)
You ask me, they suckers (Suckers)
Suckers, suckers, suckers (Suckers)
Suckers, suckers, suckers (Suckers)
Suckers, suckers, suckers (Suckers)
Suckers
Where the real niggas at?
[Verse 2: Trae the Truth]
Niggas say, "Trae ain't truth, he all lies"
Haters on me like Pac, they all eyes
Green light, know I'm a cinnamon, all size
Been affiliated with mob, we all ties
Tell 'em Mr. King of the Streets, the same crown
Pull up with the top on the Phantom and lay down
Only dedicated to niggas who stayed down
Anybody playing me dirty get sprayed down
Money got a nigga flexed like I'm on swole
I been running up a check I cannot hold
Know my name stay hot, ice stay cold
Niggas sayin' they the man, I am not sold
Switch up the mood, I'll probably put 'em in panic
Open the tool, I'll probably turn a mechanic
Hit 'em with pressure, they barely ever can stand it
Olympic the track, you can tell them I ran it
[Chorus: Trae the Truth & E-40]
I (I) don't f**k with suckers (I don't f**k with suckers)
These niggas be cap (These niggas be cap), I don't trust these busters (I don't trust 'em)
You ask me, they suckers (Suckers)
Suckers, suckers, suckers (Suckers)
Suckers, suckers, suckers (Suckers)
Suckers, suckers, suckers (Suckers)
Suckers
Where the real niggas at?
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