G Herbo - Gutta paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Gutta - G Herbo



Roaches rats in apartments.
Mamas smokin.
Babies starvin.
Pistols loadin dischargin.
I grew up in all that.
Ghetto, hells, slums bottom what you want to call It.
Nobody role models everybody alcoholics.
The shortys either gang bangin or they basketballin.
Where niggas get left slain stankin cause they came swingin.
Them kids wont see they moms again cause homie aint aimin.
Damn the streets changin.
These lil niggas dangerous.
Dont even mask up no more these lil niggas brainless.
I got so many fallen loved ones nigga out here painless.
Dont know when its my time to go i keep that im gon flame it.
Want to see me dead or broke i know i need that motivation.
Like if i blow my shot loose everything I got.
Have my hand out on that block.
Become everything I'm not.
Been through that life i blew that check loss everything i had.
That shit just left me lookin silly and my mama sad.
No nigga never gave me shit when i was down bad.
I was by my self in a six foot room right there on my ass.
And now i stack that shit and mean it like i'm on my last.
I stay so low from fuck niggas like they on my ass (fuck nigga).
You know if i dont fuck with you better not cross my path.
Niggas think it's sweet aint seen me in the streets i been in my bag.
Gotta stay lowkey but i cant wait to let them feel my wrath.
Still trained to go start doing backstrokes in a blood bath.
We wake up flame up pop up post up sale dope clap fokes crack jokes still lakeside killers with white folks FUCK the whole seventyfifth went black tho.
Started getting real money i was seventeen im twenty Now ima take it way back tho.
Fourth grade i was trying to be Ivo shootin ball playin round sayin rap tho.
Grammar school shit been throwin L's up.
Never knew what we all had it out for.
Young niggas havin real life shootouts.
On my grandma house had to move out.
Start rappin wasn't tryin to be a star.
I was speaking what i lived what i knew about.
Seventeen had labels tryna sign me thought might as well speak so i flew out.
Flew back had to see what i was worth.
Hit the stu yeah i know what I'm gon do now.
Meanwhile tryna make It the warzone mater of fact let me hold that thought.
My city know i dont even got to talk.
Pull up hop out white chalk.
Now you see me smell money when i walk Humble with it naw i aint tryna flowss every real streat nigga take a loss took a few bounce back shake it off had a X by my name took it off onefifty dream team I'm the boss i came from gamblin totein rollin stolen transportation police station look at me now tell me congratulations i got this shit straight out the mud yeah no exaggeration i just been focused lately money got my mind on greatness can't stop my grind for niggas bitches extra aggravation and every nigga can't be with me i just got to face it every nigga aint yo nigga read they body faces dont fuck with snitches bitch niggas catch them body cases got to leave my city to much talent catch a body waste it get home sick im right back where that pipe at same shit snap right back yeah its like that the murder cap shed every day welcome to chiraq born and raised homicide on a morning day red tape mamas cryin it's just the morning wait bodys drop here probably more than babies born a day son and daughters dying all the families torn away the whole judicial system set to have you gone away this just my life i spit that shit that i was born to say love or hate me niggas bite me bitches want to date me say they aint groupies they just like me want to have my babies try to try me be my wify bitch you must be crazy bullshit and problems just come my way on a daily still I'm like fuck all that shit and just keep getting paper more money all the time solve all the problems later they say more money then more problems i want all the paper the problems come along regardless what solve problems?
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Writer(s): Herbert Randall Wright, Stephond Levi Robinson Jr.


G Herbo - Strictly 4 My Fans
Album Strictly 4 My Fans
date de sortie
25-11-2016




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