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Almighty Suspect - Burn Rubber Again Remix Lyrics

[Verse 1: AzChike]
He a opp, what the fuck I'm gon fight for?
Shed light on your block with this light pole
Dumb nigga, broke boy, pockets lipo
All caps, you sucking dick, it's not a typo
Aye, I got a bitch who gon' fight hoes
Aye, I got a bitch who gon' light hoes
White girl, I got a bitch who gon' wipe nose
You dropping bread on that head then she might roll
Now look at this clip and look at this stick
From here to Hong Kong, bet a nigga won't trip (Low the Great)

[Chorus: AzChike]
I just been on my tip, bitch, I can't lose focus, bitch
You ain't see your nigga since the news rolled him
Aye, suicide slam, swing that coupe open, aye
Had to sub her off the bench, ain't no new coaching
Who joking? Who folding? Nigga, keep your chin up
Hit 'em with that yack, drink that Henn up
I been up, bitch, just like Tony
Leave him holy, I know that nigga owe mе

[Verse 2: AzChike]
I just been on my shit, bitch, truth be told
Fuck a bitch, nigga, new or old
Cut a bitch quick, I don't play, get a nеwer role
Found your day one niggas in the sewer hole
Bust a brick down in a bitch face
She want dick so I take a brick break
First time, last time any time a bitch late
Bitch, it's Chike, it's the Cult, yeah, the lit way
[Chorus: AzChike]
I just been on my tip, bitch, I can't lose focus, bitch
You ain't see your nigga since the news rolled him
Aye, suicide slam, swing that coupe open, aye
Had to sub her off the bench, ain't no new coaching
Who joking? Who folding? Nigga, keep your chin up
Hit 'em with that yack, drink that Henn up
I been up, bitch, just like Tony
Leave him holy, I know that nigga owe me

[Verse 3: Almighty Suspect]
Bitch, it's Almighty, niggas know I be tripping
Thirty plus three, bitch, I keep Scottie Pippen
Never took no L, all my niggas really winning
If the feds snatch me up, bitch, I'll still beat the sentence
Niggas need a fade then I'll put my gun up
Bitch, I'm finna trip, stomp a nigga in these 1s, bruh
Pull up on your block, lil bro, 4 to sunup
Hopped out tripping, lil nigga, now we one up
Every nigga with me got guns big as Shaq, hoe
Let him keep his life but we still took his pack though
All my niggas with me, we gon' hop out and pack bro
Niggas got guns, shit, I'll take his strap, hoe
Bust down my stack, gave a hundred to a bum
Talking on they Net, bet they see me and they run
Talking 'bout smoke, you ain't never had no gun
So I called up the Cult, snatch your chain for the fun, on the gang
[Chorus: AzChike]
I just been on my tip, bitch, I can't lose focus, bitch
You ain't see your nigga since the news rolled him
Aye, suicide slam, swing that coupe open, aye
Had to sub her off the bench, ain't no new coaching
Who joking? Who folding? Nigga, keep your chin up
Hit 'em with that yack, drink that Henn up
I been up, bitch, just like Tony
Leave him holy, I know that nigga owe me