Suck Sumthin Songtext
von EBK JaayBo

Aye Ekko turn it up
Aye G-Block nigga
Nigga
Fuck yo dead homies nigga
Nigga
Popped yo′ brother nigga
Aye aye look aye aye

Aye
Freak bitch she tryna suck somethin'
Pulled up to the penthouse told her don′t touch nothin'
Fully switch on my hip I just love buttons
I ain't in low unless lil squeeze in it
Bounced out with like five homies but ain′t mean niggas
A real shooter on them drills I just see different
My lil nigga snatchin′ kids with no keys in 'em
Yanked up on ′em got the job done


Left they store with 20 shots still knew I'd pop somethin′
Dropped the lo on a bitch nigga he did not come
That nigga said the boogeyman name I popped up
Hopped out low gave him six shots he a drunk driver
Got hella skits on they block jays I love slidin'
Couple of they homies died they cried and said fuck violence
Pop a perc and start tweakin′ don't leave no guns by you
Can't argue bout no hoe lets argue bout who pop the most nigga

Bro think he got the most Bs lets take a vote nigga
Drop skeets even when I go to sleep it′s really fonk nigga
A stepper I ain′t in that load if it ain't dunks in it
Can′t argue with no nigga that's a victim of a violent crime
The homies call me Draz but I keep fully most the times I slide
Stood over ′cause gave him the devil's
Number jeez I′m on that type of time
Know they ain't outside but I'm just ridin′ by
Go get that back in blood eye for a eye G-Block

Aye
Freak bitch she tryna suck somethin′
Pulled up to the penthouse told her don't touch nothin′
Fully switch on my hip I just love buttons
I ain't in low unless lil squeeze in it
Bounced out with like five homies but ain′t mean niggas
A real shooter on them drills I just see different
My lil nigga snatchin' kids with no keys in ′em
Yanked up on 'em got the job done


Left they store with 20 shots still knew I'd pop somethin′
Dropped the lo on a bitch nigga he did not come
That nigga said the boogeyman name I popped up
Hopped out low gave him six shots he a drunk driver
Got hella skits on they block jays I love slidin′
Couple of they homies died they cried and said fuck violence
Pop a perc and start tweakin' don′t leave no guns by you
Can't argue bout no hoe lets argue bout who pop the most nigga
Can′t argue bout no hoe lets argue bout who pop the most nigga