Tha Intro
Big Gutta G
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Tell em meet me at the scrimmage line We on tha field send that work pass the city line I'm bout to run for Mayor yeah bitch the city mine F*ck a race I already pass the finish line Neighbors counting shots He let it ring 20 times They yelling Big Bad Wolf blow tha house down Huff and puff on that Opp Pack and spin around Push em out of bounds then we ran em out of town Big drum on dis bitch You'll get every round Shhh I don't want to hear a sound let that bag talk Niggas acting like they steppin let that mag walk Shit talking on the gram got your mans chalked Come and pick your mans up we trying to get this bag off Aint gotta ask dog if it's raw ain't no fent on it You know we sliding in dem rentals put the tint on it Two tone on my wrist spent over ten on it Niggas looking bad wander who they big homie He ain't put You on no play He ain't neva pitch nothing When You went behind that wall He ain't neva send none Niggas cap tell em quit fronting Keep it 100 I can sell You this dope but I cannot front it Niggas ran off but they ain't make it far running Fell in that quicksand from that kick stand Heard they want me dead better send they best man Southpaw I'ma swing this bitch with my left hand Sherwin-Williams paint the street like a artist Alley oop it to my dog like a Globetrotter Put that cutter to Ya butter blow straight through it Wilt Chamberlain that bitch nigga keep shooting You ain't gotta talk bout if You really do it Ain't got ask where to get it if You really move it Baby good with her head she my best student Don't try to pack Your shit and leave bitch You ain't stupid Who got You walking around ice out in that cuban Took You out of citi trend put You in that Gucci Told You that I was Gangsta but You played goofy Bitch I ain't neva been pressed over coochie I embrace the streets and hug the block I love the beef I hug the glock We ain't anti-peace but f*ck The Opps All it take is 5 bands to put em in a box The dope tan like it took a sun bath Soon as it dry it up I'ma slang the whole slab Trapping up the Ave Got the people on my aas Do the dash in this 6.1 Sell dope for life or rap nigga which one Because you can't do both You gotta pick one My lil niggas trying to zip some Hope You ready when that blitz come Told em walk em down We don't do no hit and runs Catch em lacking in traffic this ain't no accident Can't even rob these niggas cause they ain't having shit I was scalin up the weight my Bae was baggin it Don't wanna see Us in that bag again
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