juvenile - gutta shit lyrics
(verse)
you think you baa but b-tch, i’m better
i’m you high, you need a ladder
chopper, bullets in my matter, and your dreams you gotta shatter
mama told me ’bout my manners, found my weed and went bananas
told me leave, i got no handles
took my piece and my bandana
(verse)
i am so louisiana, country talk is in my grammar
play me conference, play me cameras, this white chocolate is the slammer
n-gg-s bark and get the hammers
the result is an example of a n-gg- with no ammo
he got crowded, he jam-o
(verse)
i play chances with my barrels, around these snakes without parole
only deep i got his cattle, if i got it i don’t tattle
be like i was in seattle, b-tch you know i like to travel
i don’t own a double barrel, i was by own kadaro
(hook x2)
hey oh, hey oh
as i’m rockin, i know you watchin
you know i’m ridin, that’s why you hidin
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