Sucka Shit - Mistah F.A.B., Dj.Fresh

We been rocking for a long time bruh

Had to do one on this thing man

DJ Fresh live from four five tonight’s show three

Oh I’m finna slide from this man my n*gga face go crazy on the beat

All you niggas on that sucka shit

All them niggas you be fucking with they be on that sucka shit

You bitches on that other shit

All them niggas you be fuckin with they be on that sucka shit

Nigga you on that sucka shit then stay up on that other side

All my niggas gon slide on my mothers slide

Yeah you on that sucka shit stay up on that other side

All my niggas gon slide on my mothers life

Being on that sucka shit gon get you into some other shit

Niggas gettin knocked down for something they brother did

My cousin locked up yup sitting twenty three to one

Wrote me a letter said he just want to see his son

Precious time niggas wasting hundred years my niggas facing

Stretched out in a cell born bad pacing

He be lucky if he see the light his celly can’t read or write

Your favorite rapper a liar and a bitch would you believe the hype

Every parks spit is truth grown man like this kid the truth

No subliminals I got a problem I’m gon get at you

Tell it to your face I was talking off when you mad at

If those suckas got it I don’t want it you can have that

Broke nigga what you mad at nigga what you mad at

You mad at the box or the Mazi cause its past black

Still on the four block rocks they for show cop dope spot knocks with the show

dop f*ck them

All you n*ggas on that sucka shit

All them n*ggas you be f*cking with they be on that sucka shit

You bitches on that other shit

All them n*ggas you be f*ckin with they be on that sucka shit

If you on that sucka shit then stay up on that other side

All my n*ggas gon slide on my mothers life

Yeah you on that sucka shit stay up on that other side

All my n*ggas gon slide on my mothers life

I put this on my mother like really lived a gutter life

Gave ills twenty five then they gave my brother life

Gave blast six to eight on his last sinner’s day

Suckas said they real I swear to God all these n*ggas fake

Funk’s on heavy here hundred die every year

Ask me if it’s strapped plus I told a n*gga hell yeah

Trippin like I’m clumsy king like Bun B

Come from down under with the strap like Dundee

Cake like Bun B magic like bunny

Solo one phone call and we’ll be a hundred deep

Now it’s God turn bad don’t make this shit happen to you

N*ggas think this shit they gave you really think I’m rapping to You

Rich n*gga boy I have your whole family here ten bands all it Take

To make sure that you don’t exist

N*ggas acting like they don’t like me

But grew up on my shit

Get knocked down and got his bitch chewing on my dick

All you n*ggas on that sucka shit

All them n*ggas you be f*cking with they be on that sucka shit

You bitches on that other shit

All them n*ggas you be f*ckin with they be on that sucka shit

N*gga you on that sucka shit then stay up on that other side

All my n*ggas gon slide on my mothers slide

Yeah you on that sucka shit stay up on that other side

All my n*ggas gon slide on my mothers life

My side been forgot about that’s what I’m hot about

My n*ggas ain’t drive mine walking up and bouncing out

Hit him with that chopper then slide through like whats Popping fam

All that sucka shit these n*ggas with I’m not a fan

Man the tory mobbin if these p*ssies want a problem

I know street mathematician so the problems love to solve em

Them n*ggas need a tudor stretch him out like a ruler

I got shooters that’ll pull up to your house like a uber

Forty with that thirty Glock shot or that ruger

Man we really outside on four five not computers

Yall typing and tweeting all on ig with beef

We’ll slide through your block and air it out like a queef

I don’t fall I got money I just pay to get it over with

How your mama living single just like Ovalton

Feel like I’m a gucci cause my young n*gga gon slide for me

About a hundred feet on God don’t cry for me

All you n*ggas on that sucka shit

All them n*ggas you be f*cking with they be on that sucka shit

You bitches on that other shit

All them n*ggas you be f*ckin with they be on that sucka shit

N*gga you on that sucka shit then stay up on that other side

All my n*ggas gon slide on my mothers slide

Yeah you on that sucka shit stay up on that other side

All my n*ggas gon slide on my mothers life

Oh my God n*gga on mamas n*gga I’m telling you my n*ggas Gon slide around here

Man E gon T’s gon go you feel me all my n*ggas from the Rich Man we ain’t

playing

We gon go man you feel me I rock with it man I lock with a lot Of n*ggas that

really rock with me bruh

N*ggas that I don’t even know rock with me bruh I’m man I Swear to God

N*gga Face you brought out the different side of a n*gga man It’s gas bruh

Real true gas my n*ggas can’t rap like me n*ggas can’t rap Better than me

These n*ggas ain’t got more money than me you can’t do Nothing better than me

I took a couple years off just to let you n*ggas chill man you Feel me

Now yall n*ggas had your little run one one I’m back n*gga Fabby Davis n*gga

You feel me Mr. Fab all that n*gga DJ Fresh n*gga live from four Five gas oh