Video Sucka Mcs de Slaughterhouse 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Slaughterhouse - Sucka Mcs Lyrics

Sometimes you gotta wonder
Maybe it's the competitive nature of the game
The story kills them
This is the way the story goes, when you in it for the dough
And you swinging for the fence, close friends'll turn to foes
Act just like hoes, want you to get the dinner for 'em
Niggas trying to slow; walk me but I been up on 'em
Partly cause part of me got love for 'em
But a part of me got a slug for 'em
It's hard for me, he was there from the start of me

Shared gear, see part of me still cares
But part of me feels, he
'bout to try to come to my house to slaughter me
Wait 'til I hit the balcony, then dr. Martin me
This heart full of larceny, they think I'm the dollar tree
Since I'm the nigga with the weight and they ain't
They're like ptrying to make me lose calories
State prop chain-gang maintain salary
Freezer sends his goons through hourly, devouring
It's just the philly in me
Word to joey crack, jealous ones envy, sucka mc's
Fuck haters, get cheese

I can see my friends
Turn green with envy
(Jealous ones envy, sucka mc's
Fuck haters, get cheese)
I said, with friends like these, who needs enemies
Inside this evil industry
where the green breeds greed, envy, and schemes
Of being easy, dreams of seeing me up under guillotines
But the desert eagle I'm bringing with me can be its wings
It's supposed to be 'bout respect
Your boys will catch you spend some
Of your dough and then they'll count the rest
And bounce before you can bounce a check

He not jealous, he just wants
you to split whatever you get with him
And all that he sees is all that you bought
and it sticks with him
The snake in the grass from the garden of eden, it bit him
The first recorded sin, for 4 to 10 to 25 to life
I can quote stories of lead from
the top of my head like I don't write
Drunk and high on life, I learned to back up my own hype
When I had to steal back my own bike, pastor's

On me like "pass the collection plates" of white on rice
God fearing, my only flaw's my giving heart
It's not conducive to being frugal and living smart
Maybe I'll die dumb
Leaving behind a beautiful corpse known
For my hand on my balls like cy young
Eyes numb from constantly staying open
And constantly being haunted by promises they broken
We supposed to get money

I can see my friends
Turn green with envy
(Jealous ones envy, sucka mc's
Fuck haters, get cheese)
The bottom of a vodka bottle describes my drink behavior
You're far from biblical scriptures
if you're thinking a drink can save ya
What happens when your semen
donor leaves the streets to raise ya?
You raise your heat, ready to go ham like lincoln abra
Eh bruh, I know this stripper
Who was talking to this nigga
who was talking while he tipped her
Bout to zippers, he be flipping to get them chippers

He told her about his stash, slip of the tongue off the liquor
Yeah I used to dick her, now I call her my play sister
Yeah, we can trust her
we can bust in on that buster while he's with her
With a ski mask, gloves and snubs
doing it like a crook should
Slapped the bitch up a couple of times to make it look good
He said, "damn, crooked, you frozen cold"
When I'm broke, these are the types of thoughts
that overload my dome
When I'm alone I done dirt
that I never ever even told a soul
But my soul knows ortiz, I need to slow my role
You little suckers, mu'fucka

I put a verse from everyone of you
dud busters 'n fuddruckers
Got swinging but going nowhere; mud putters
Walking 'round all sour you little bud puffers
I'm done dudda, shottas, poppa
I let the gun stutter, clap that booty, niggas, I'll gun butt ya
One mother, no father, no sisters, no brother
Couple cousins, why bother, I'm one of one plus, uh
Who gives a fuck about the next man, my jet land
Your face all blue, orange, you're mad like a mets fan

I'm brooklyn, like the atlantic ave. Nets and
I run with wildcats like the next season's jet plans
Feel the fire like rex-man
You make one half of smith & wesson
Sign to russell, you're tech jam
This is rusty ain't been popped in forever
My glock sever your top better not diddy
Bop through my block in your lever
Pussy
I can see my friends
Turn green with envy
(Jealous ones envy, sucka mc's
Fuck haters, get cheese)