SUCKA FREE LYRICS – PEEZY

Sucka Free Song Detail

Sucka Free Lyrics

Ghetto
(Helluva made this beat baby)

I’m sucker free boy ain’t nothing free (ain’t nothing free)
My left wrist worth a hundred piece (It’s like a hundred racks)
Brand new g-wagen as a summer jeep (That’s my summer car)
It might be something to you but it ain’t nothing to me (It ain’t nothing to me)
Had the block hot just like a hundred degrees (Hot hot)
Now I’m pulling up in drop-tops feel the summer breeze (Yeah n!gga)
Right and left pocket poking out with cheese (Poking out with cheese)
It might be something to you but it’s not to me

This shit ain’t nothing to me walk up in the spot and I blow it (Yeah)
Certified street n!gga I don’t talk it I show it (I don’t talk it I show it)
Grew up looking up to lj and n!ggas like shorty (Shorty rich)
Big weeze taught me how to get up six in the morning (Welcome home cuz)
And get to it n!gga run up your change (Let’s get it)
Stacked for a couple years before I bought anything (‘fore I bought anything)

Now I’m popping out at fight night chinchilla hanging
Ice hitting off the bright lights no I ain’t never changing ooh
Get a rush I love to hang out where the danger’s at
Play with us and we gon’ send you where the angels at
Mike amiris on pockets holding eighty racks (Eighty thousand)
I’m sucker free ’cause most my n!ggas they ain’t make it back (Free my n!ggas)

I’m sucker free boy ain’t nothing free (ain’t nothing free)
My left wrist worth a hundred piece (Over a hundred thousand)
Brand new g-wagen as a summer jeep (That’s the summer whip)
It might be something to you but it ain’t nothing to me (This ain’t shit to me)
Had the block hot just like a hundred degrees (Yeah)
Now I’m pulling up in drop-tops feel the summer breeze (Hot hot)
Right and left pocket poking out with cheese (Poking out with cheese)
It might be something to you but it’s not to me (Let’s go)

Work 24/7 I don’t call off (I don’t call off)
Working doubles making sure that we don’t fall off (Facts)

I hang with n!ggas who protect the brand at all costs (Yeah)
Gotta kill me for it I can’t let you take this term off
Say what you want about me but I’m solid (Facts)
You can’t tell me how to make an m if you ain’t got it (Broke-ass n!gga)
Pants sagging platinum credit cards in my wallet (Uh)
Platinum rollie on my left arm posted in the projects (Woo)
This shit I’m wearing ain’t even came out (Nah)
N!ggas worse than they b!tches with my name in they mouth (Get my name out your mouth)
Snatch a ticket out the streets take it straight to the bank (What else?)
Chopper in the backseat boy this ain’t what you think (Boy)
Sucker free n!gga

I’m sucker free boy ain’t nothing free (Yeah n!gga)
My left wrist worth a hundred piece (It’s like a hundred piece)
Brand new g-wagen as a summer jeep (That’s a summer car)
It might be something to you but it ain’t nothing to me (It ain’t nothing to me)
Had the block hot just like a hundred degrees (Hot hot)
Now I’m pulling up in drop-tops feel the summer breeze (Feel the summer breeze)
Right and left pocket poking out with cheese (Poking out with it)
It might be something to you but it’s not to me (Yeah huh?)

Ghetto boyz n!gga
Free rio