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almighty suspect – onthat lyrics

[intro]
bigg boo the beat junkie

[chorus: almighty suspect]
n+gga, and we on that
any n+gga trip, on his top like a stone cap
n+ggas act tough but we not and we know that
we be at his home, get him gone with a dome splat, b+tch
n+gga, and we on that
any n+gga trip, on his top like a stone cap
n+ggas act tough but we not and we know that
we be at his home, get him gone with a dome splat, b+tch

[verse 1: almighty suspect]
n+ggas talk tough but they ain’t on nothing
thought he had [?] on the gang, he was bluffing
left fifteen in his whip, no discussion
spent fifteen on these rings, it was nothing, n+gga
on the gang, b+tch, we do that
big .30s in the clip, we gon’ use that
new strips off yo b+tch but i blew that
knew you was a b+tch, you got hit, you ain’t blew back
n+gga, what the f+ck is you saying?
hit the b+tch for the strips, i ain’t playing
shoot the clip out the whip, got ’em praying
n+ggas getting smoke, hot sh+t like satan, goofy
n+ggas ain’t on sh+t
i been taking n+ggas off like they name on a list
pull up tripping, shoot a n+gga out his kicks
n+gga said he want smoke? he don’t want none of this
b+tch, n+ggas better get they straps up
this a race, b+tch, i’m first, you got lapped up
every time you see the gang, we got macs tucked
b+tch, i’ma do ’em like weight, get wrapped up, n+gga
[chorus: almighty suspect]
n+gga, and we on that
any n+gga trip, on his top like a stone cap
n+ggas act tough but we not and we know that
we be at his home, get him gone with a dome splat, b+tch
n+gga, and we on that
any n+gga trip, on his top like a stone cap
n+ggas act tough but we not and we know that
we be at his home, get him gone with a dome splat, b+tch

[verse 2: lilalmightybenji]
n+ggas act tough, that’s gon’ get his sh+t blew back
i’m a smoker with this glock, b+tch, i blew that
thought he was rocky till this .40 shot his skull back
feeling like blade [?] dope, b+tch, i throw up, stupid
i rock [?] with the robins
step in the jet but i’ll still be the flyest
strips to the table, lil’ b+tch, i’m yo highness
any n+gga trip, thirty shots to his spine
gang sh+t, take that purse off yo waist, b+tch
got a problem? take this glock to yo face, b+tch
lying with the gang, everybody got a stick out
chubbs in the back, he be clutching on a stick
benji off the juice, he be shooting domes too
sus in the cut, he be tripping with the tool
try to rob boo? lil’ b+tch, you a fool
keep glocks in the cut, ars with a ruler, on the gang

- almighty suspect lyrics

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