| I got my foot up in the game and then I stepped on their neck
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| Down to die bout it, Cut throat it’s respect
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| When my brothers went to jail I went and bought me a tec
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| To protect myself from all this beef I just now inherited
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| You ain’t popping shit my nigga, you on some scary shit
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| A grown man acting like a bitch, that boy Tyler Perry-ing
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| Fred Perry APC, my nigga where the Beretta is
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| Swear these niggas can’t see me, it’s like they reading in braille and shit
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| Bleedin' the block, fast beat in the pot
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| Brand new Perpetual watch
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| No tick, niggas want me to stop
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| No bitch it’s just me and my Glock
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| Bitch I’m a fiend for the guap
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| And I’m mean with the shot like Horry when he watching the clock
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| Check my status, boy I been a savage
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| (If niggas wanted status)
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| Sent your LP to the county, I was letting niggas have it
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| I wake up in the morning, take a knee, and then I pray
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| Thank god for letting me paper chase another day
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| I’m up and on my way, I grab my strap up out the safe
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| I just beat a case, they screaming won’t go back, I feel like Ma$e
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| Stars up in that Wraith feel like you outerspace
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| Just giving thanks we came a long way from section 8
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| My first check I spent a hundred K on a hundred K’s
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| More money, more problems, but I ain’t worried boy I’m straight
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| Live from the gutter, just guns and that butter |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Guns & Butter , by - Joey Fatts. Song from the album Chipper Jones Vol. 4, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп