DJ Quik – Sucka Free

[ performed by Playa Hamm ]

[ Quik ] Hamm, what’s up, nigga!

[ Hamm ] What’s up, my brother

Just loungin, you know

Bout to crack this 40 ounce

[ Quik ] Oh, look at you, lil’ ol’ alcoholic-ass nigga

[ Hamm ] Well, you know I got to have it, my brother, ain’t nothin changed

You wanna hit it?

[ Quik ] Yeah – what’s up?

[ Hamm ] Hey man, you tell ME

What’s up with the album, man?

[ Quik ] Hey man, we tryina finish that muthafucka, man

And eh – I need one more song

[ Hamm ] No shit

[ Quik ] Yeah, I wanted to know if you wanted to bust on it?

[ Hamm ] Oh, without a doubt, you know I’d love to

[ Quik ] ‘member that shit you was bustin for me over the phone

That sucka-free shit?

[ Hamm ] Yeah, I remember that shit

[ Quik ] Well, won’t you put that shit right about…

HERE

(Sucka)

(Sucka)

(Sucka)

(Ha?)

(Now a sucka raises up off of you)

Did you miss me?

It took a little time to get sucka-free

But since a young g it’s PPC

Ain’t no shame in the name

And still true to the game

Still servin suckers, just the same

No sense, and dwellin in the past tense

I roll with Quik, so you better check your ladies, gents

Cause I’ma teach her how to break you, right before I break her

After I make her, then I shake her

Yeah, I know, you heard it all before

But I can’t deal, cause I see you’re still simpin for a hoe

Claimin pimp, but you’re payin for the pu’

Silly sucker, punk muthafucka

They only flock and jock

Cause you’re fillin up they pocketbooks

And you’re still judgin bitches by they looks

When it’s really all about what she can do for you

I do for me and still see a True

Ah-ha, really? Do you hear me, bro?

Got your name all on your lips, but your chick trips

Oh no, never will I lower to your level

And I got 17 for ya, devil

Too True to ever let a sucker like you

Make me do somethin that I don’t wanna do

I’m still real with it, you gots to deal with it

I serve that ass like a clocker, I don’t give a fuck

But who you’re doin, how you’re doin

Or what you do it with

You better miss me with the dumb shit

So when you’re speakin on the Playa Hamm or my nigga Quik

Everybody knows you’re suckin on a fat dick

It ain’t nothin to nuttin in your ass, so that you see clear

Boomin in your ear, so I know you hear

Bump this in your Coupe with your R&B wanna-be-me

Trick-ass, I’m sucka-free