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letra de out da gutta - thug life

[hook]
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka

[verse 1: big syke]
i’m straight out da gutta mothaf-cka
as i come down, i’m penitentiary bound
’cause i spray ’em down with the quickness
n-ggas can’t get with this, rollin’ with the thickness
full of that sickness, bang, bang, bang, in your brain
now let my jewels hang, punk
blazin’ up the skunk, dynamite in my f-ckin’ trunk
for the n-ggas that’s runnin’ up, i’m blowin’ up
i’m always in some sh-t, so i can’t stop locin’ up
sh-ts get crazy, stay strapped daily though
we play to win so my crew say “f-ck a ho!”
until our death it’s everybody for they d-mn self
it ain’t no pitty in the city, so people k!ll they self
like bustas tryna hang and bang
but you can’t bang (f-ck what you claim) only dead remains
just call me big syke the evil mothaf-cka
there is only one way to come
and that’s straight out da gutta n-gga
[hook]
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka

[verse 2: rated r]
straight out da gutta mothaf-cka, block off these other f-ckas
f-ck tryna come up in this world, life is rough
a dark skin brotha got it bad ’cause my color
and that fact p-sses me because that black police beat me
it’s hard to live in the land of the lost, can’t trust my own homies
’cause they might break me off
n-ggas gettin’ smoked from the barrio daily
the gutta’s crazy, bullets k!llin’ innocent babies
everybody mind filled with hate
ain’t n0body put no food on my plate, that’s why i’d stick a place
i got that “i don’t give a f-ck attitude” n-gga
so don’t be snorin’, n-ggas get smoked not knowin’
i’m blowing brains out, so watch your step and don’t sleep
’cause i creep, punk busta i’ll sn-tch your ass
and have the whole family dressed in black, sucka
’cause i’m a thug mothaf-cka, that straight out da gutta

[hook]
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
[verse 3: mopreme]
blowin’ up like a nut in heat
makin’ moves, jealous n-ggas got something to prove
but i don’t, ’cause i float like a boat in motion (thug life)
much respect in my devotion
show you why we out da gutta baby
straight up out the big boy, thugs, and gangstas
to some it’s just d-boys
b-tches cook me d-boy, so watch it, i talk to myself
and some n-ggas ain’t sh-t, so my glocks in my belt
now i can joke about the devils, but that’s another story
gotta get the thugs straight before it’s too late
because when you in your crib cold chillin’ on your throne
there could be a thug tryna break into your home

[hook]
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka
out da gutta n-gga, out da gutta mothaf-cka

[verse 4: macadoshis]
i’m the last mothaf-cka from da gutta, now the sh-t’s gets deep
pack the heat, ain’t nothing sweet about the gutta streets
n-ggas gettin’ crossed off on the down low
every other week i’m going to another funeral
when i lost my moms, i knew i lost my mind
with no one left to love me, all i had was my f-ckin’ nine
that’s why i gives a f-ck about a n-gga talkin’ sh-t
bring that sh-t to me
i’ll pop this glock up in your mothaf-ckin’ lip, b-tch
’cause in da gutta, ain’t no room for no b-tch n-ggas
punks and tricks, get jacked like d-cks
in da gutta, mad n-gga get his boogey bang on
and n-ggas don’t eat, unless they jack or get they slang on
it’s all the same in every gutta on the planet
no matter where you go, you see another n-gga po’
but f-ck that i rather jack the next brotha
no i didn’t stutter mothaf-cka, that’s straight out da gutta

- thug life

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