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king soup - sug' (suge freestyle) lyrics

these n-ggas talk like they with it, they b-tch made
glock in my pocket, that boy got a switchblade
i’m not a barber, don’t ask for no quick fade
if i line him up then it’s straight through the acog
i love my b-tch but her best friends, i hate y’all
nine with the bald heads singing, nate dogg
used to be super then i took the cape off
rounds flying like it’s disc golf
send a n-gga up like a kick-off
trap with that raw like eric bischoff
moving that rock like i got them handles
‘quan wick, fire on me no candle
stick waving, you watching disney channel
bad b-tch, booty soft like a flannel
isis plug, he pulled up on a camel
he f-ck with me so he handed me 2 glocks
with wanted bullets, i only need two shots
stick to your top, turn that boy to a juice box
fire flame super like scotty i’m too hot
i spin the block hit him up like i’m 2pac
i keep a pump when i step like a reebok
pack looking like a amazon treetop
asian shooter like cowboy bebop
i hit the block with that re-rock
i went to trial and beat heroin charges and n-ggas still hating
you took a plea, cause you ain’t bout what you live and got put on probation
and i can’t respect it, n-ggas swear they the realist they really be faking
and i can’t respect it, all these port city n-ggas they really be basic
my talent neglected, better keep that same energy right when we make it
my craft is perfected, and i don’t need n0body, the djs be hating
lets get to the f-ckery, they know what’s up with me
these n-ggas broke, they can’t come off the porch & they can’t have no company
these n-ggas sons to me, i gave that b-tch a lil’ d-ck and attention and she steady tripping
what more do you want from me?
they swear they up but that sh-t just a front to me
say he want smoke, now he looking like runtz to me
n-ggas talk tough but in person they run from me
cause i don’t fight, they know i keep a gun with me
f.n round you, but ain’t no fun with me
i had a hi-point & they ain’t want the beef
with a 30 clip, look like a bumblebee
plot with the gang, i think i’m double d
i took that b-tch and f-cked her in the doubletree
i used to run little rock like mike huckabee
nicotine addict, that fire is stuck with me
ay ay, i walk wit a stick, jafar
how you gonna go to war with no car?
he want smoke so he think that we fighting
wet your block like i opened a hydrant
his location, he put it on private
my b-tch bad so i told her to like it
n-ggas do anything for these b-tches
he told her to pull up, don’t know that we sliding
b-tch we move like obama and biden
like osama these n-ggas been hiding
like osama these n-ggas been dying
like saddam yeah my n-ggas been bombing
i bought my lil’ b-tch a birkin but you broke so you got her a brahmin
i go off the top, i’m just rhyming
soup going noodles, no ramen

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