Suspect Songtext
Alley Shakur
All these nigga suspect
Never mind
Click tight,
Money long,
Man, all these niggas suspect!
Hoe say that they holdin' on
Man, all these bitches suspect
They suspect
They suspect
Washing my hand on these niggas
All outside my truck
Same niggas that I love
Was the first to turn
Got my hand burned so many times
I had to learn
Same niggas that I knew for years
Was the first to steal
Scared to put a foot in church
I got too many(???)
I think the devil on my back
Don't know how to act
This crash course a dead end
Ain't no turning back
A hundred thousand and all these diamonds
See me shining bright
But you don't know what took to get this
It's a long fight
Keep a nigga tight, keep a circle close
All these fakers switching up
Niggas do it the most
Click tight,
Money long,
Man, all these niggas suspect!
Hoe say that they holdin' on
Man, all these bitches suspect
They suspect
They suspect
If we get jammed up, would you tell on me?
Down on my dick, you gon' put ut that bell for me?
We suspect, so I can't even tell, homie
Man up! Stick your chest, you look frail on me!
Money get along, niggas getting friendly
Wasn't wrong befo', how we get enemy?
Hoe screaming love, that shit pretend to me
I met you in the club, he four shot of (???)
Don't take KMG to the enemy
That my family, but they ain't enemy
Nigga suspect, hoe suspect
So I'm one homie down, that's some nonsense
Click tight,
Money long,
Man, all these niggas suspect!
Hoe say that they holdin' on
Man, all these bitches suspect
They suspect
They suspect
All these nigga suspect
Never mind
Click tight,
Money long,
Man, all these niggas suspect!
Hoe say that they holdin' on
Man, all these bitches suspect
They suspect
They suspect
Washing my hand on these niggas
All outside my truck
Same niggas that I love
Was the first to turn
Got my hand burned so many times
I had to learn
Same niggas that I knew for years
Was the first to steal
Scared to put a foot in church
I got too many(???)
I think the devil on my back
Don't know how to act
This crash course a dead end
Ain't no turning back
A hundred thousand and all these diamonds
See me shining bright
But you don't know what took to get this
It's a long fight
Keep a nigga tight, keep a circle close
All these fakers switching up
Niggas do it the most
Click tight,
Money long,
Man, all these niggas suspect!
Hoe say that they holdin' on
Man, all these bitches suspect
They suspect
They suspect
If we get jammed up, would you tell on me?
Down on my dick, you gon' put ut that bell for me?
We suspect, so I can't even tell, homie
Man up! Stick your chest, you look frail on me!
Money get along, niggas getting friendly
Wasn't wrong befo', how we get enemy?
Hoe screaming love, that shit pretend to me
I met you in the club, he four shot of (???)
Don't take KMG to the enemy
That my family, but they ain't enemy
Nigga suspect, hoe suspect
So I'm one homie down, that's some nonsense
Click tight,
Money long,
Man, all these niggas suspect!
Hoe say that they holdin' on
Man, all these bitches suspect
They suspect
They suspect