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letra de they not us - guttatv

[intro]
mj
gutta tv!
you gon’ be big!
hog life!
they not us!
yeah, yeah, look at these diamonds, heh!

[verse 1- jay lewis, 187kd, , , alief p. lee]
i’m tryna get this lil b-tch out her drawers
you know that i’m silent, i ain’t got no flaws
i just be sneaking and ducking the law
she tiring me out, i be locking her jaw
we shoot sh-t, don’t need no gym
glock 19 with the ruler clip
n—– talk loud, they doing sh-t
f-ck all that talk, let’s just tool this bih

i don’t go back and forth, man, that sh-t really lame
just stay ‘cross the bank and i’m stuffing the drank
he playing for keeps, why the f-ck is you breaking?
keep a 30 and the mac-11 30 hit the [?]
[verse 2- jay lewis, 187kd, , , alief p. lee]
we got the m’s and n—– want beef
i pull out the 40, you hide and i seek
i make n—– bleed like a cut to the knee
i can blow you up like i’m guttatv
i get them pounds, i get ’em gone
lord know a n—- living wrong
i was strapped up before i did a song
i just pray they let my n—– home

been popping my sh-t and them n—– been biting
my youngin’ be slanging that rock like a firearm
when i’m dropping these hits on their head like mike tyson
my shooter went and f-cked up [?]

[verse 3- jay lewis, 187kd, , , alief p. lee]
n—-, i just pulled up in the kidnapping van
she won’t know my name, i said it was stan
i’m slinging that, umm, i’m selling it, yay
these n—– won’t pop out ’cause they really scared
i got a big bag, that’s why these n—– mad
keep that hate sh-t over there, now go get off your ass
i go and get the cash, all my b-tches bad
ride wit’ em, die wit’ em, they don’t get no pass

drunk on a brown and that game put you under
b-tch on a snake, how to [?] when you pluck her
spin on your block with a hundred round cutter
still in the hood pushing molly like gutta
[outro: alief p. lee]
uh! not literally
pop me a perc, where the enemy?

- guttatv

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