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ACE HOOD lyrics : "Gutta"

(feat. Trick Daddy)
(It's so incredible)



You ain't comin round here talkin all dat %#@!
Talkin bout you get all dem bricks
I'm a have to come round your way

^!$$% I'm real you all too fake
And a pistol where ya mamma 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

(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 @@#!ed, where his cheerin?
No talk, time to get him

Fake ^!$$%s gon' 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
^!$$% holla back
I'm gutta. I done told ya that

Rock boy (*##$ over bags
Say you movin them slabs of crack
See ^!$$% you a lie like Pac is back

Man you ^!$$%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 $$#


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

Tell em gimme dat K
$#&@ ^!$$%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
#~!!@ ^!$$%s know where you lay

Actin like I don't know where you stay
Runnin at ya mouth man ya ^!$$%s too fake
Tellin all the ^!$$%s that you move them thangs

Y'ain't bout dat lie

Y'ain't got no stride
You'nt really grind

Leave em in da streets til the D boys find em
Dumb ^!$$%s and they huggin on the grind
In the middle of this town

We gon' G-G-Get em


Now who am I? motha$#&@as 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 ^!$$%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)


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