Ball for the gutta

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Big 4L Spin through cause hell
Free the members out that cell
Same roster from the sandbox we gone ball for the gutta
Had to cut my homie off cause he been moving like gunna
Having dinner like the last supper
But this ain't the last supper
This here to celebrate we beat the odds made it out the gutta
Give the og ten racks for each time that we had to suffer
Circle with bosses not my og son but they my brother
We gone do this my way f*ck what you consider
From the ground up I been feeling like bob the builder
Shitting on them like a pigeon take this good luck with ya
Shit even ray charles could see that I'm that nigga
She think she slick well I'm slicker
I won't never chase a bitch I don't even chase my liquor
I got her moaning 43HS when I'm in her
Chip lil nigga from the slumps I remember gathering crumbs
Now they gone pay a equity if they want me to come
These blues these ain't ones Not the two I'm the one
Popping titties for no reason she sending it as view once
We gone ball by any means
I like blue notes nothing green
Pray to go tuck the pipe go get money the routine
Niggas green they flakey they won't take one for the team
Interrogation that pressure on they gone give out names
Once you burn that bridge you can't rekindle that flame
Took my heart out my chest put it in the pocket a my jeans
You can't ride this wave if you ain't trying to gain and maintain
Through it all I love the streets even though it brought me pain
Top shelf without the right price you can't pull me down
In a gee wagon with my seat low cruising rounding
Stopping at lights cause my backseat two gun man
Bopping that hotside music swinging my coin round
We got more pipes in the carven than the plumb man
Thinking he stand up nigga watch him get stomp down
I remember gazing thinking my high would come down
Sober it been month since I butt it put the joint down
Rapping my ass off thinking bout the dump land
My blood brothers was gangsters I went and fit in with the crew
I was outside shooting iron when them boys was shooting hoop
That gutta no joke don't get caught up in the loop
Interrogation he ain't squeal he came out with a missing tooth
Loading 62s in the clip riding down the 75
Ain't no cap in my rap but if I'm jam I'm telling lies
Way in georgia with it but it's forever hotside
I remember me and bro bagging up at mumma crib
Hundred bag a five's ain't going in til we sell all of it
Bucket by the toilet cop coming we dissolving it
The draco do a lot a bouncing leaving splinters in my hand
Him and his cousin rat they like talking to the man
If y'all serious bout that shit double back one more time
Bitch I'm going for the drac and I'm putting up the nine
Yh big 4L Spin through cause hell
Free the members out that cell

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