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letra de guns & butter - joey fatts

[intro]

[verse: joey fatts]
i got my foot up in the game and then i stepped on their neck
down to die bout it, cut throat it’s respect
when my brothers went to jail i went and bought me a tec
to protect myself from all this beef i just now inherited
you ain’t popping sh-t my n-gg-, you on some scary sh-t
a grown man acting like a b-tch, that boy tyler perry-ing
fred perry apc, my n-gg- where the beretta is
swear these n-gg-s can’t see me, it’s like they reading in braille and sh-t
bleedin’ the block, fast beat in the pot
brand new perpetual watch
no tick, n-gg-s want me to stop
no b-tch it’s just me and my glock
b-tch i’m a fiend for the guap
and i’m mean with the shot like horry when he watching the clock
check my status, boy i been a savage
(if n-gg-s wanted status)
sent your lp to the county, i was letting n-gg-s have it
i wake up in the morning, take a knee, and then i pray
thank god for letting me paper chase another day
i’m up and on my way, i grab my strap up out the safe
i just beat a case, they screaming won’t go back, i feel like ma$e
stars up in that wraith feel like you outersp-ce
just giving thanks we came a long way from section 8
my first check i spent a hundred k on a hundred k’s
more money, more problems, but i ain’t worried boy i’m straight
live from the gutter, just guns and that b-tter

[outro]

- joey fatts

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