Текст песни Suckaz N Hataz - SPM
"Suckaz
N
Hataz"
It′s
for
real,
they
want
to
know
why
all
these
haters
is
talking
about
me
And
talking
nonsense,
This
is
Uchie
with
my
man
Filero
Dopehouse
Records,
Shut
Em
Down,
listen
to
this
And
we
want
to
know
why
these
haters
keep
playing
with
me
oh
yah
(Hey
and
we
want
to
know
why
these
suckers
they
talk
about
me)
And
we
want
to
know
why
these
haters
keep
playing
with
me
oh
no
(Listen,
and
we
want
to
know
why
these
haters
keep
playing
with
me)
I'ma
smoke
kill,
I′ma
do
what
I
can
I'ma
help
them
find
that
nigga
up
in
Afghanistan
I
represent
the
hood,
Benz
what
I
push
Just
bought
a
house
right
next
to
George
Bush
In
River
Oaks,
it's
the
nigga
Los
In
the
club
drunk,
nah
nigga
I′m
fin
to
go
In
my
64
candy
what
Impala
Fall
to
my
knees
and
give
all
praise
to
Allah
Still
I
blow
big
and
I
don′t
like
pigs
I'm
trying
to
put
my
trailor
on
MTV
Cribs
But
they
say
it′s
too
small,
not
enough
coverage
But
I
got
two
bedrooms
and
a
brand
new
oven
I'm
puffing
and
I′m
pounding,
I'm
high
as
a
mountain
You
could
tell
I′m
fucked
up
when
you
hear
my
album
The
cadillac
boucing
I
drunk
my
bitch
a
thousand
In
the
mall
balling
while
you
motherfuckers
browsing,
ha
ha
This
green
is
so
delicious,
mom's
still
bitching
Why
don't
you
ever
listen
and
rap
like
a
christian
Mom
you
know
I′m
thugging
there
ain′t
no
fucking
hope
The
only
time
I
run
is
when
I'm
running
dope
I
shake
it
and
I
shook
it,
what
you
think
I′m
stupid
Cause
I
smoke
kill
and
my
dick's
fucking
crooked
Well
fuck
you
too,
I′ma
call
my
crew
Pack
a
22
if
you
want
some
beef
stu
Sipping
80
Proof,
chugging
duece
out
the
roof
Stomp
a
nigga
down
and
wipe
his
shit
off
my
boot
I'm
at
3-25
if
you
want
more
than
50
But
I
don′t
slang
wiggy
or
that
Milly
Venillie
I'm
strictly
moving
carpet,
on
the
black
market
Cause
hoes
talk
to
pigs
like
a
spider
named
Charolette
Valet
park
it,
600
starship
Will
this
be
cash,
naw
bitch
you
could
charge
it,
ha
ha
I'm
smoking
on
that
doja,
for
my
bitch
Rosa
I
signed
her
love
poster
then
she
gave
me
the
panocha
Dopehouse
soldier
I
feel
I′m
getting
closer
Peace
to
Faith
up
in
that
Atlanta
Georgia
Coopa
Cabanna,
this
song
is
a
jammer
I
like
to
get
drunk
and
start
dancing
like
Hammer
Loose
dickie
sagger,
no
I′m
not
a
bragger
Sometimes
shave
my
head
like
the
what
Marvin
Haggler
Ya
bitch
I
done
had
her,
my
dick
gone
gag
her
Squeeze
her
and
I
grab
her,
while
I
creep
in
a
jagger
Yab-a-dab-a-do
it's
the
Mr.
Flinstone
20
inch
chrome
aimed
straight
and
hit
dome
Leave
my
click
alone
unless
you
want
your
shit
gone
No
chest
no
brains
and
no
way
to
get
home
You
want
to
be
hard,
I′ll
freeze
your
body
up
Five
days
in
the
dirt,
I'm
sure
you′ll
soften
up,
ha
ha
yo
What
I'm
talking
about,
this
is
Uchie
and
Filero
On
the
beat
ya
heard
me
Y′all
gone
hear
from
me
in
a
little
bit,
uh
And
y'all
ready
for
this,
I'm
going
to
do
a
little
freestyle
While
everyone
is
here
watching
me,
uh
listen
Hold
up,
Uchie
in
the
cut
Coming
through
the
hood
with
my
niggas
in
the
truck
And
away
uh
from
the
school
and
the
fools
and
the
nuts
I′ma
tell
ya
right
now
we
one
balling
never
stuck
And
bitches
show
me
love
with
some
hugs
and
kisses
Maybe
cause
the
wheels
on
my
right
is
20
inches
Or
mabe
cause
my
name
is
at
the
top
and
they
wished
it
Cause
I
come
a
long
way,
and
I′m
here
to
stay
That
Dopehouse
Records
til
I
die
or
my
fame
We
got
Screwston
sippers
they
be
microphone
rippers
Them
creepers
and
crawlers
artists
are
the
hardest
Throwdest
shot
callers,
bone
ass
killers
And
if
ya
ready
to
go
to
war
we
got
some
throwed
ass
dealers,
I'm
out
1 Juan Gotti's Chic (Skit)
2 The Beach House
3 Woodson N Worthin
4 Red Beams and Rice
5 Hotel Lady (Skit)
6 Suckaz N Hataz
7 Latola
8 DJ Screw (Skit) - Live
9 Dallas to Houston
10 Lobo Wanna Raise
11 Get Yo Guns
12 Moham Mitchell
13 Lord Loco's Melody
14 Honest Man (Skit)
15 Screwed Up Tape
16 For Da Homies
17 I Need A Sweet
18 Cool Enough
19 Moment of Slience for "Those Ahead of Us"
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