suckas, pt. 2 lyrics

Gangstas for the gangstas
Gangstas for the gangstas
Gangstas for the gangstas
Gangstas for the gangstas

Yo, I'm not concerned wit the rhymes you wrote
I'm at the Sixers game, seat close enough to trip Kukoc
Niggas mad tryin' to catch me slippin'
But instead in out of town nigga catch me trippin'

I guess I've sold out, if they don't see me this winter
The only thing I sold out was the Core States Center
It's BooBonic, got blocks that stay bouncin'
You got baby weights, six pounds and nine ounces

I'm heavy out here, get your shit together
Tryin' to sell it lightweight, like Floyd Mayweather
Wanna hit it like Bonic and get it like Bonic
But then ain't ever happenin', you can't spit it like Bonic

Flow poison like B B D, I'm sharp
And you VHS I'm DVD, suckas
Motherfuckas ain't lived the life
Playas never commit shit, I did your wife, come on

I'm the type of nigga, get a whole lot of cash
I'm the type of nigga, get a whole lot of ass
I'm the type of nigga, got a whole lot of class
But I'm the type of nigga that'll pull out fast

Keep them diamonds white and blue
Spend like the rich and your wife would do
Hey that's just me, ain't nothin' I can do
Plus, my whole crew but no, not you 'cause you's a sucka

I'm T I G H T, you can ask Michael Jackson who B A D
See, I'm a thrilla, gangsta cat feela
Take trips squad out each [Incomprehensible]

Nigga, top billa from Grant to Ben Franklin
Cars, they never used our whips is grand spankin'
Mister got 'em thinkin', ask yourself
See who got the Coke, the gun, who profit

You take the pack, no gat so stop it
Bitch we got it poppin' out cally knockin'
I wish, wit a dime, ass bitch
You rollin' in a Datsun, wishin' for a 6

My neck stay froze, reminds me of the roads
Hoes, see the ice and they lose control
My chain the main reason last winter was cold
Take precaution when I'm flossin'

I'm the type of nigga, get a whole lot of cash
I'm the type of nigga, get a whole lot of ass
I'm the type of nigga, got a whole lot of class
But I'm the type of nigga that'll pull out fast

Keep them diamonds white and blue
Spend like the rich and your wife would do
Hey that's just me, ain't nothin' I can do
Plus, my whole crew but no, not you 'cause you's a sucka

Who wanna see that cat wit the crown on the P at?
B-Mac, Philly can y'all be that, see that
Hit where the heat at, see thin sticks where your weed at
Streets and strips where I be at

Blocks where my heart at, 44 bulldog bought back cats
Where they park at, off that
Back to the drugs like Rite Aid, Walgreen's, Eckerd's
Mac serve all things check it

I buck stank, Coke move the best at night
And got nicknames for smokers like Wesley Pipes
Roberta Crack, Puff Daddy, Jennifer Dopez
You know the bucks always gotta fuck wit them coke heads

Niggas pack tools and say fuck the DTs
And move like cops, only come on TV
Straight up crooks got it honest in 'em, they snatch
Your earrings since triangles and onyx in 'em, gangstas, what?

I'm the type of nigga, get a whole lot of cash
I'm the type of nigga, get a whole lot of ass
I'm the type of nigga, got a whole lot of class
But I'm the type of nigga that'll pull out fast

Keep them diamonds white and blue
Spend like the rich and your wife would do
Hey that's just me, ain't nothin' I can do
Plus, my whole crew but no, not you 'cause you's a sucka

Gangstas for the gangstas
Gangstas for the gangstas
Gangstas for the gangstas
Gangstas for the gangstas

Gangstas for the gangstas
Gangstas for the gangstas
Gangstas for the gangstas
Gangstas for the gangstas