Verse One: {Tec-9}
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Straight out tha gutta they label a nigga
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As a problem to the other side but they just
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Want to take me for a ride you ask the question on
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Why I like to use the "N" word
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Well that's the only way a nigga is heard
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Now I'm young and I'm black that puts odds against me
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I often carry the nine cuz I got to defend me
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Gun shot to yo head now you dead uh huh
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That mean some drama bout to happen
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Motherfucka, yeah I'm to much trouble
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I can't stay at my mom's house
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Mama goin' crazy thinkin' my time is runnin' out
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So now I'm a nigga with a time limit
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On top of all that I got hooked up on some hoe shit
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They say I fit the description of a 187 suspect
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So now the Parish Prison Blue is in effect
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But this ain't nothin' to a brother
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Cuz I've handle shit like this once before
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Because I'm straight out the gutta
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Chorus: {Lil' Ya/Yella Boy}
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They just want to take me for a ride a ride
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Miss don't try to touch my nuts to see if I'll pull the trigger
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They just want to take me for a ride a ride
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Miss don't try to touch my nuts to see if I'll pull the trigger
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They just want to take me for a ride
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Verse Two: {Tec-9}
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Now I'm out in the gutta nothin' but a trap
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You can't survive if you can't stay strapped
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So watch yo back gangster
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I hear this story and I started to get hecked
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I'm figurin' a plan so my boys can be protected
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I ain't about to let this shit go down
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Cuz before I go down I'm a show these niggas how to clown
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You got yo strap I got my shit
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So what ya wanna do I'm bout to bring some drama to you
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Now how do it feel to feal the steel of a real ass nigga
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I know that you slipped because I'm bangin' and bangin'
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At yo ass with the motherfuckin' hollow tip
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I told you once before I got nuts I got heart and
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Ammunition I'm a real ass nigga
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Straight out tha gutta
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Chorus: {2x}
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Verse Three: {Tec-9}
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Everyday there's a murder case in my hood
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And them gangsters I grew up
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Still up to no good my nigga lyin' on the ground
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All shot up and everybody no the motherfucka who did him up
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Nigga da nigga da nigga uhh uhh watch yo back
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Cuz I'm packin' the gat but ain't nobody sayin' a
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Damn thing and I don't feel a nigga so
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I'm lettin' my fuckin' nuts hang
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Machine gun, three eighty, AK, glock forty-five
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With all that ammunition how the fuck you gonna stay alive!
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I take out yo clip because shit gettin' deeper
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I predict the future when i see ya I'm a kill ya
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Cuz once live a nigga who tested my nuts
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Yeah he's a sucker, because I clipped out
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And shot the motherfucker it goes on and on
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In the heart of the gutta
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Smokin' blunt after blunt we gettin'
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High as a motherfucka
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I was a villain since my day of birth
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Yeah, I got popped with a pump but it didn't hurt
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My big brother told me wrong he didn't teach me right
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Cuz everyday I went to school I got into a fight
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I ain't with that shit because it's really wasn't about that shit
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Yeah, but I never let me guard down ya heard me
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Chorus: {4x}
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Straight Out Tha Gutta
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| UNLV |
