paroles de chanson Hip Hop's Gutz - D.R. Da Rula
I
gotta
get
this
shit
up
off
my
chest
The
best
couldn't
compete
This
contest
is
not
for
the
weak
In
a
week
I'll
be
a
threat
to
the
vets
Losing
sleep
to
get
checks
with
value
to
keep
I
keep
it
calm
as
a
sheep
Test
me
shit
will
get
hectic
Your
septum
can
smell
this
peice
All
the
skeptics
in
for
a
treat
Play
fetch
and
get
me
a
seat
Royalty
comes
royalties
Follow
me
Watch
what
you
see
When
I
speak
don't
curve
me
like
C's
If
you
see
me
take
of
your
sneaks
Boy
you
walking
inside
my
dream
Pay
me
for
what
I
think
Spit
like
babies
in
nurseries
When
I
rhyme
I
could
split
the
sea
Detrimental
on
any
beat
Incidentally
killing
Kings
I'm
The
Thing
and
it's
4 of
me
Fantastically
slaughtering
Show
Bron
how
to
get
more
rings
You
boys
want
no
more
of
me
Flow
like
water
in
40
sinks
Got
an
order
to
taunt
em
Flaunting
my
confidence
cause
it's
key
They
locking
the
door
me
so
I
laugh
Then
I
repeat
I'm
repeatedly
doubted
Morally
tough
Scornfully
rough
Cause
they
hate
me
That's
wassup
Give
no
fucks
still
fucking
em
up
At
the
heads
buzzing
em
up
with
no
liquor
I'm
getting
sicker
so
call
the
coroner
up
Pride
low
and
I
keep
it
tucked
like
her
thong
If,
ands,
and
buts
aren't
acceptable
when
you
us
Catch
the
bus
if
the
car
act
up
Lay
low
and
never
slow
up
it's
a
must
Y'all
must
speed
up
The
baton
is
all
in
my
clutch
And
I'm
running
summoning
crowds
that
wonder
if
I'm
gone
bluff
but
I
won't
I
won't
stop
till
they
put
me
back
in
the
crust
My
momma
won't
have
to
work
when
this
money
coming
in
gusts
Give
thanks
to
her
uterus
Build
me
tough
Never
give
up
or
go
down
without
a
surplus
Y'all
worried
Shrug
in
my
strut
GET
RICH
Cause
life's
a
bitch
and
her
juice
is
all
in
my
cup
Pour
it
up
Can't
get
enough
Put
me
down
I
get
right
back
up
I
ball
like
a
cornea
I'm
a
nut
I'm
nutting
up
and
I'm
coming
plummeting
into
the
stomach
of
HIP
HOPS
GUTS
WASSUP
I'm
calling
out
the
mediocre
they
first
instinct
is
to
hate
If
this
a
battle
for
the
greats
in
this
game
ain't
nobody
safe
I'm
racing
to
home
plate
tryna
get
some
food
on
my
plate
Placing
niggas
on
back
burner
fires
from
hells
gates
IF
IM
LYING
THEN
STOP
THE
TAPE
If
I'm
lying
then
stop
the
tape
Y'all
be
sugar
coating
the
truth
In
the
booth
all
I
know
is
proof
I
just
cock
the
lyrics
and
shoot
I
reside
where
homicide
and
suicide
wonder
ya
mind
It's
do
or
die
I'm
too
alive
Before
you
die
it's
win,
survive,
or
you
lose
It's
rap,
drugs,
or
you
hoop
Playing
the
cards
right
is
way
more
than
following
suit
I
want
more
than
just
hollows
and
coupes
My
generation
can
be
peaceful
but
we
violatile
too
The
D
real
I
know
12
keep
it
silent
for
Proof
Y'all
wanna
be
the
dream
team
and
hit
a
vagina
or
two
But
if
you
can't
talk
the
shit
you
live
then
what
you
trying
to
do
Passionate
activist
dying
to
loot
Smashing
the
gas
getting
high
in
the
coupe
Acting
an
ass
Untieing
my
loops
Tell
his
ass
come
and
try
on
my
shoes
I
live
a
life
where
dude
a
put
the
iron
to
a
fool
before
he
put
a
iron
to
Trues
I
put
the
system
down
I
know
the
game
Keep
it
short
and
real
like
Charlemagne
Far
from
fame
War
in
my
veins
Leave
warriors
slain
Bleach
on
the
floor
before
the
coroner
came
It's
City
Boy
if
they
keep
asking
for
Wayne
Look
I
won't
knock
you
but
don't
get
knocked
off
You
ain't
real
just
a
knock
off
I'm
dominating
like
Dalmatians
bet
I
can
spot
y'all
Claiming
you
on
the
top
You
not
dawg
How
bout
you
climb
a
building
and
throw
yourself
off
the
Top
Dawg
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