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[chorus]
boy is you dumb or what?
smoke that boy just like a blunt
put a bullet in his guts
shank him, rip out his guts
n_ggas really got no guts
talk to me n_gga you duckin’
mad cause your b_tch want to f_ck me
i guess we not past the sixth grade
give a f_ck about a gun, n_gga you won’t do nun
cappin’ but n_gga for who? cappin’ but n_gga for what?
grow up n_gga that ain’t love
you know that b_tch was a sl_t
i know she beggin’ for more like
blow me, she cough up her lungs
f_ck her i beat up her guts
guts, n_ggas really got no guts
talkin’ i fry up that chicken boy, do that n_gga like he gus
shotty’ gone’ blow up his face
i ain’t shootin’ at no backs
he gone see me from the front
on the curb he is a mutt
i got a couple of sticks
i got a couple of guns
send that boy straight to the morgue
send that boy straight to the dump
walk up my sеmi’ gone dump
“kkk” we cause a ruckus
n_gga it is what it is, yеah f_ck what it was
guts, n_ggas really got no guts
i won’t turn down for nothin’
beat up, beat up the guts
drank in my system, that’s love
if i f_ck you that ain’t love
keep me away from that hoe sh_t
long as i’m under the sun, i will never be a b_tch
momma ain’t raise a bum
momma ain’t raise a quitter neither, i’mma keep goin’ till i’m dumb
keep goin’ ’till i can’t no more, keep goin’ ’till i drop dead
if i’m alive it’s huntin’ season, yeah whatever doc said
[verse 1]
if it come to it i drop lead
got the knock on me this sh_t pop heads
put some ghosts ’round him, make his squad dead
only ghosts ’round me ’cause i talk dead
he don’t speak dollars, he make no cents
this a pop lolli, his b_tch lock head
want to talk on me but his b_tch easy
all he speak really is just nonsense
playin’, i delete his conscious
spray 223’s, 556’s straight to his motherboard, i put in a password
make him think, whats gone’ be his last words
in his city get no love
why he actin’ like part of the mob
he know he could easily be touched
he know he could easily be robbed

[chorus]
boy is you dumb or what?
smoke that boy just like a blunt
put a bullet in his guts
shank him, rip out his guts
n_ggas really got no guts
talk to me n_gga you duckin’
mad cause your b_tch want to f_ck me
i guess we not past the sixth grade
give a f_ck about a gun, n_gga you won’t do nun
cappin’ but n_gga for who? cappin’ but n_gga for what?
grow up n_gga that ain’t love
you know that b_tch was a sl_t
i know she beggin’ for more like
blow me, she cough up her lungs
f_ck her i beat up her guts
guts, n_ggas really got no guts
talkin’ i fry up that chicken boy, do that n_gga like he gus
shotty’ gone’ blow up his face
i ain’t shootin’ at no backs
he gone see me from the front
on the curb he is a mutt
i got a couple of sticks
i got a couple of guns
send that boy straight to the morgue
send that boy straight to the dump
walk up my semi’ gone dump
“kkk” we cause a ruckus
n_gga it is what it is, yeah f_ck what it was
guts, n_ggas really got no guts
i won’t turn down for nothin’
beat up, beat up the guts
drank in my system, that’s love
if i f_ck you that ain’t love
keep me away from that hoe sh_t
long as i’m under the sun, i will never be a b_tch
momma ain’t raise a bum
momma ain’t raise a quitter neither, i’mma keep goin’ till i’m dumb
keep goin’ ’till i can’t no more, keep goin’ ’till i drop dead
if i’m alive it’s huntin’ season, yeah whatever doc said

- guts

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