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letra de gutta boy - allstar will

[intro: allstar will]
trap sh-t, no wack sh-t, n-gga
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: allstar will]
i pull up and spray up your block (block)
you n-ggas be hatin’ a lot (a lot)
my n-ggas be playin’ with pots (whip)
the f-ck you was thinkin’ about?
b-tch, i can’t let you play on my top
can’t tell me nothin’, i’m chasin’ this guap (uh uh)
pay four for a hundred, that make it a bop
quit wastin’ your time, b-tch, i’m makin’ mines count
got some bands in my pockets, i ball
know these haters just wish i would fall
i was stuck on the block [?]
took some time off, had to see my dogs
now i’m up, and b-tch it’s pressure
strictly business, nothin’ extra (nothin’ else)
i take your b-tch and undress her
walk through the door see my gun on the dresser (ugh)

[bridge: allstar will]
you know i come from the gutter, boy
got a nina on me, she’ll f-ck a boy
you know i run up them hundreds, boy
p-ss a b-tch down, you a lover boy
you know i come from the gutter
ain’t come up with you, then f-ck you (f-ck you)
you cross the line, i’ma touch you
don’t care about if i love you
i get them pounds on a muscle
put sixty rounds in the [?] (yeah, yeah)
i put sixty rounds on your brother (bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)

[verse 2: allstar will]
you know i got out of the gutter
saw that sh-t comin’, took cover
i get to see who would make it a double
i had to struggle before i could [?]
now my diamonds wet like a puddle
none of them n-ggas don’t love you

[chorus: allstar will & youngboy never broke again]
you know i come from the gutter, boy
you know i f-ck up them hundreds, boy
got a nina on me, she’ll f-ck a boy
you know i come from the gutter
ain’t come up with you, then f-ck you (f-ck you)
you cross the line, i’ma touch you
give a f-ck ’bout if i love you
i get you murked on a muscle
you know my heart in the gutter
yeah, yeah, yeah
i ran my bands up in the gutter
yeah, yeah, yeah (in the gutter)
i’m a product of the gutter
i show you love if i love you (yeah)
i never had time to cuddle
i had to walk in some puddles (yeah)

[verse 3: youngboy never broke again]
forever that money i cherish (i cherish)
a half a million i done buried (i done buried)
and i play the game every city (city)
over two hundred thousand i bet it (i done bet it)
forever gon’ run up that fetti
whole lotta money, i steady be steppin’
sit in the back of the car with a mac-11
had to tell these lil’ n-ggas i’m ready (b-tch, i’m ready)
yeah, said if they want it, we give ’em the blues
before the night, he got his face on the news
pop the top of the drop when i’m uppin’ my shoot (brrrt)
when i hop in the whip and i start it go vroom
all of these n-ggas be b-tches
i know for a fact they won’t get to my riches
they know me, been know me, they know how i’m livin’
had to show them lil’ boys who the f-ck run the city (b-tch, who run it)
i swear i couldn’t wait ’til i got ’em
three million dollars, don’t know where to hide it
ride in the north and i’m strapped with a chopper
he flexin’ and i get lil ben for to rob him
he play him, i’ma stretch him if he got a problem
38 baby, youngboy the don dada
whatever i do, all my n-ggas gon’ follow
12 shot up kk in his face, we done shot ’em
slatt

[chorus: allstar will]
you know i come from the gutter, boy
you know i f-ck up them hundreds, boy
got a nina on me, she’ll f-ck a boy
you know i come from the gutter
ain’t come up with you, then f-ck you (f-ck you)
you cross the line, i’ma touch you
give a f-ck ’bout if i love you
i get you murked on a muscle
you know my heart in the gutter
yeah, yeah, yeah
i ran my bands up in the gutter
yeah, yeah, yeah (in the gutter)
i’m a product of the gutter
i show you love if i love you (yeah)
i never had time to cuddle
i had to walk in some puddles

[verse 4: allstar will]
they always knew i was raw
i f-cked the game with no rubber
i spend two thousand on bape
i got a style like no other
they hatin’ right in my face
these n-ggas blowin’ they cover
all of my n-ggas my brothers
you n-ggas livin’ a lie
you better show your true colors
don’t try me, i’ll bust your lil’ bubble
i’m straight from the gutter, look

[chorus: allstar will]
you know i come from the gutter, boy
you know i f-ck up them hundreds, boy
got a nina on me, she’ll f-ck a boy
you know i come from the gutter
ain’t come up with you, then f-ck you
you cross the line, i’ma touch you
give a f-ck ’bout if i love you
i get you murked on a muscle
you know my heart in the gutter
yeah, yeah, yeah
i ran my bands up in the gutter
yeah, yeah, yeah
i’m a product of the gutter
i show you love if i love you
i show you love if i love you

- allstar will

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