letra de gutta back - krucifix klan
[intro: evil pimp]
yeah, for all the n-ggas out there that wanna be hard
wanna throw they gang signs up
bringing the motherf-cking gutta back
[verse 1: evil pimp]
i’m from the motherf-cking hood where the grown walk
and you gonna get your ass dead with your grown talk
you walk around my d-mn hood like you somethin
you always talking hard but you never do nothin
you from the other side of town, you in the wrong zone
we whoop that n-gga all night then send his ass home
girl we don’t mess around dawg this is real sh-t
you come here on the wrong day get yo wig split
girl we don’t only bussin rap hoe we bussin guns
and when we bite thе bottom lip b-tch you besta run (yeah)
becausе your mouth is bouta write a check you cannot cash
i put about five rounds through your eyelash
you throw the signs up like you n-ggas hard
but most the time n-ggas scared to leave they front yard
i bring the gutter track, b-tch i bring the gutter track
and don’t you turn around when the barrels in your back
[hook: evil pimp]
i’ma bring the gutta back, i’ma bring the gutta back
i’ma bring the- i’ma- i’ma- i’ma bring the gutta back
i’ma bring the gutta back, i’ma bring the gutta back
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i’ma bring the gutta back, i’ma bring the gutta back
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[verse 2: ms. blaze]
2014, tinted windows in the black chevy
n-ggas back down when the sh-t get heavy
’cause you know i’m out here keeping it real
lil rot n-ggas, yeah we always keeping the steel
runnin the streets, n-ggas you don’t wanna bring beef, why?
because they call me blaze and i put you to sleep
not in the bed but n-gga yeah about 6 feet
and if you wanna test me yeah i show you a beast
don’t you know my body, it’s shaped like a coke bottle
if i get dressed yeah it looks like a top model
but it’s the hater always dressed like a hood b-tch
because i’m in the streets tryna stay hood rich
you p-ssy n-ggas yeah you out here liars
f-ck around on donald trump and yall gon’ get fired
hang with me hear my gun go pop if you p-ssy n-ggas in the way your body gonna drop b-tch
[hook: evil pimp]
i’ma bring the gutta back, i’ma bring the gutta back
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i’ma bring the gutta back, i’ma bring the gutta back
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i’ma bring the gutta back, i’ma bring the gutta back
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