Gutta

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Trick Daddy

Maurice Young (born September 27, 1973), better known by his stage name Trick Daddy, is an American rapper and producer. more »


Year:
2008
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(It's so incredible)

Ace...

[Chorus]
You ain't comin' round here talkin' all dat s***
Talkin' bout you get all dem bricks
I'm a have to come round your way
N**** I'm real you all too fake
And a pistol where ya mama stay
Act like I don't know where you lay
Betta act right fo' I get uptight
Act up I'm a let da automatic spray

[Repeat: x2]
(Get 'em) boy there ya go
(Get 'em) boy there ya go
Blocka Blocka Blocka Blocka
Boy there you go

Hol' up with it, Khaled don't let me get em
Gun c***ed, where his cheerin'
No talk, time to get him
Fake n****s goin' make me kill him

Make his body shiver like he naked in a river
Matter fact I'm a leave him in the river
Come and get him when it's winter
N**** holla back

I'm gutta. I done told ya that
Rock boy b**** over bags
Say you movin' them slabs of crack
See n**** you a lie like Pac is back

Man you n****s all crap
And you homies won't last
Til your somethin like paper tags
Don't make me slide the mask
To save from blast
Get his a**

[Chorus]

Now let me get em
When I walk up in the place
Put the pace in ya face
Tell em gimme dat K

F*** n****s and they really don't think
That I know where they lay duct tape they face
Pop pop, unload dat K
Then we leave em and we find em in a couple of days

P**** n****s know where you lay
Actin' like I don't know where you stay
Runnin' at ya mouth man ya n****s too fake
Tellin all the n****s that you move them thangs

What?
Why' ain't bout dat lie
Huh?
Why' ain't got no stride

Naww
You ain't really grind
Leave em in da streets til the D boys find em
Dumb n****s and they huggin' on the grind
In the middle of this town
We goin' G-G-Get em

[Chorus]

Now who am I? motherf****rs wanna know
When I pull up in that rover
They know that it's over
Big holes in ya body like coasters

Creep Creep we deep with soldiers
Black holster to carry that toaster
Hot head now they callin' me folgers
But still creep in adidas with the heaters, millimeters

Wanna see where yo family at
Pop pop just call me ace
Slump n****s I'm a call you dead
Click clack now ya T-shirt red

Hand em an tampon
No batteries included know that the clip be hands on
It'll take yo mans on
Leave his body slumped in the damn yard
(Get 'em)

[Chorus]

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Written by: PETER JACKSON JR., GERALD JACKSON, ANTOINE MCCOLISTER, BUDDY LONG

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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