
Suckas Pt. 2 (For da Gangsta’s) Philly's Most Wanted (Ft. Beanie Sigel)
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[Intro: Kelis]
Gangstas, for the gangstas
Gangstas, for the gangstas
Gangstas, for the gangstas
Gangstas, for the gangstas
[Verse 1: Boo-Bonic]
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 I'm out of town, nigga, catch me trippin
I guess I sold out, if they don't see me this winter
The only thing I sold out was the CoreStates Center (Chi-ching)
Its Boo-Bonic, got blocks that stay bouncin'
You got baby weights, six pounds and nine ounces
I'm heavy out here (Woo), get your shit together
Tryin to sell it lightweight like Floyd Mayweather
Wanna hit it like Bonic (and) get it like Bonic
But that'll ever happen, 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
[Hook: Rosco P. Coldchain]
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 the white will do
Hey, that's just me, ain't nothin I can do
Plus my whole crew, but no, not you
'Cause you a sucka
Gangstas, for the gangstas
Gangstas, for the gangstas
Gangstas, for the gangstas
Gangstas, for the gangstas
[Verse 1: Boo-Bonic]
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 I'm out of town, nigga, catch me trippin
I guess I sold out, if they don't see me this winter
The only thing I sold out was the CoreStates Center (Chi-ching)
Its Boo-Bonic, got blocks that stay bouncin'
You got baby weights, six pounds and nine ounces
I'm heavy out here (Woo), get your shit together
Tryin to sell it lightweight like Floyd Mayweather
Wanna hit it like Bonic (and) get it like Bonic
But that'll ever happen, 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
[Hook: Rosco P. Coldchain]
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 the white will do
Hey, that's just me, ain't nothin I can do
Plus my whole crew, but no, not you
'Cause you a sucka
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