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letra de stay gutter - ka

[hook]
i’m a stay gutter
each day come away with my pay double
n-gga make trouble
i’ma c-ck that gauge buckle
drop back, spray couple
that’s how i say f-ck you

[verse 1: ka]

proud of my upbringing, prowl for a thou wild n-ggas up slinging
hundred cuts now swinging
my crew cop oowops round the barbershop new lots
kept in a army bag gotta drag too big for the shoe box
blocks intolerable, hot volatile, try to swallow you
cops follow, knock prod collar you
n-ggas from the neighboring spot spray shot to hollow you
should be counting the days
to bounce in grenades
that’s what ka would do
hood logical, swift as amphetamines
i squeeze the nina, let her scream
dress her up in a better beam, full head of steam
she heat up like kerosene
or that acetylene torch that burn very clean
still looking for them n-ggas from evergreen
that cl1cked on us when they was frontin for they ladies
came back to murder sh-t on central
but they was walking with some babies
so we let em live, follow ’em home
shot out the window of every crib stayed out side with the chrome
them n-ggas ever come back again they gonna get it
full clip not a snippet, air the block out nothing left but a cricket
street definitely wicked, beef we nip in the bud
with the kick of the snub, i don’t allow no lip i’m a thug
in the park 80 dips and some shrugs
no room in the house, throw them brick s in the tub
avenge my man’s death, that’s the picture of love
sprinkle some out for him when you twistin’ your bud
time running out, i tell them when, why and what about
you know it’s on if i’m in the street with it out

[hook]

[verse2: ka]
in static i ain’t bullsh-tin i’m 44 bull grippin’ full clippin’ rippin’
n-gga riffin’ i stick em, any jewels strip ’em, better hip ’em
only two roles in the cold, either soldier or victim
i’m good no problem, got a whole column that’ll ’05 him
when i’m bucking’ no ducking’ or surviving
we don’t just wet ’em, we regrettably dive ’em
deep pool, you don’t want it keep cool
on your block to eat food if i creep through
kids go inside, don’t want the casualties high like t2
haitian girls call me bijoux
moms said with god on your side, nothing could defeat you
i still bought her a 32 for them quiet nights god may sleep through
had to wear my cousin old sneakers the summer my feet grew
now if you look i’m hooked, two pairs of each shoe
for the record i’m respected as a spartan
any conflagration leave with anything breathing in that apartment
when you scared call me 911, i stay there till the drama done
walk through lava, liver n-gga couldn’t find one son
i don’t sit down to write, i live life eventually rhymes will come
i know my sh-t is crack, each line’s a jumb

[hook]

- ka

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