Back to Top

REAL SHI (SUCKA) Video (MV)




Performed By: izef
Language: English
Length: 1:32
Written by: Izef xxx




izef - REAL SHI (SUCKA) Lyrics
Official




Wassup?!
Should I snuff you right now?!
What's good!
Ion give a f*ck nigga wassuP?
WASSUP?!
Don't throw shit at my car
You don't know me nigga
I love London!
I love London!
I respect nigga
Cus ur a sucka
Word to my motha
Get your money up
Until then i wont bother
Cus life's too short
To entertain a motherf*cker
How we say a wasteman
Get ran out the place man
Im a young cat
Pockets dumb fat
My word is bond
London boy
Wit that New York swag
Thats word to Bond
I got double £0's
I'm tryna see seven
So i can make sure that you knows
When my engine be revvin
I told em
Yo
Come on down & pree the concept
But im afraid ur brains deranged
Or way too dead from content (shit)
Want a quick life and long death
That's why ur tings dated
My shit still sounds fresh
Man are so serious while im takin the piss
He's pressed over shawty so i blow her a kiss
Dem man crushin 40's we outside gettin lit
I love to see cars come cruisin by bumping my shit
Yhhhhh
Uno its juss like that
They try spite me n fight me
Like i wont bite back
Man they stuck on the net
I tell em go type dat
Dont know much about footie
So i dont right back
Cus ur a sucka
Word to my motha
Get your money up
Until then i wont bother
Cus life's too short
To entertain a motherf*cker
How we say a wasteman
Get ran out the place man
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Wassup?!
Should I snuff you right now?!
What's good!
Ion give a f*ck nigga wassuP?
WASSUP?!
Don't throw shit at my car
You don't know me nigga
I love London!
I love London!
I respect nigga
Cus ur a sucka
Word to my motha
Get your money up
Until then i wont bother
Cus life's too short
To entertain a motherf*cker
How we say a wasteman
Get ran out the place man
Im a young cat
Pockets dumb fat
My word is bond
London boy
Wit that New York swag
Thats word to Bond
I got double £0's
I'm tryna see seven
So i can make sure that you knows
When my engine be revvin
I told em
Yo
Come on down & pree the concept
But im afraid ur brains deranged
Or way too dead from content (shit)
Want a quick life and long death
That's why ur tings dated
My shit still sounds fresh
Man are so serious while im takin the piss
He's pressed over shawty so i blow her a kiss
Dem man crushin 40's we outside gettin lit
I love to see cars come cruisin by bumping my shit
Yhhhhh
Uno its juss like that
They try spite me n fight me
Like i wont bite back
Man they stuck on the net
I tell em go type dat
Dont know much about footie
So i dont right back
Cus ur a sucka
Word to my motha
Get your money up
Until then i wont bother
Cus life's too short
To entertain a motherf*cker
How we say a wasteman
Get ran out the place man
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Izef xxx
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: izef

Tags:
No tags yet