Succa Proof
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Succa Proof
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Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof (shit so dangerous)
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof (dangerous)
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof (dangerous, Lord)
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof
Look, I don't give a fuck what you niggas done
I don't give a fuck where you niggas from
'Fore you run yo' mouth, go and get a gun
Leave you slumped on the scene, that's a hit and run
Oh, y'all Bloods now? Oh, y'all Crips now?
Fuck it, I'm Big Draws, I'm J. Prince now
I frontline wars we can't fix now
Bought latex gloves, that's no prints now
If you broke bread, you got chip now
Couple things you can't buy inside this town
Loyalty, love, and respect
And niggas will extort you out your check
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof (shit so dangerous)
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof (dangerous)
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof (dangerous, Lord)
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof
Look, I don't give a fuck how you niggas feel
I could tell a fake, I could tell a real
Got a purple heart out the battlefield
Now watch me levitate to a hunnid mil'
Fuck a pound, nigga, fuck a pill
I negotiate a better deal
Fuck around, nigga, yes I will
Take a life 'fore I take a L
Time to even out the playin' field
These niggas wasn't playin' fair
I'm solo and still made it here
Rich real nigga, ask yo' bitch how that make her feel
Bang
Original badmon
Touch the road and tear couple thousands
Heh, these streets dem a our own
You no love fi trod pon di streets, man will send you home
Head get hotter than a toaster
You violate Rvssian and Kosa
Boy diss Nipsey Hussle
Exercise mi trigger finger muscle
Gangbang, money, bang, that's the shit, so dangerous
You know the lifestyle dangerous
Oh, yeah, those colors so dangerous (Lord)
Money, the fame and the power, this shit so dangerous
I'm with these bitches, so dangerous
You know the streets so dangerous (Lord)
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof (shit so dangerous)
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof (dangerous)
Pop at you lames cause I'm succa proof (dangerous, Lord)
Don't play no games, boy I'm busta proof
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Nipsey Hussle performs "Succa Proof", and this lyric page sits inside the Nipsey Hussle catalog on LyroVerse.
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