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Cutthoat Soup

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Cutthoat Soup

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[Beat changes after each verse]

[Verse 1]

Uh

I'm always late, always on my way

Ain't enough hours in the day to be Dre

Cause in the bay, things move fast

Stop to catch a breath, you might get past

And that's yo ass, cause I'ma do it movin'

At 12 o' clock I'm supposed to meet Rubin

But I forgot, Ubin gotta wait

Cause I can't be late for me court date

For goodness sake I'm like what the fuck

I'm noddin' out, I'm sleep standin' up

If I don't go sit my black ass down

I'ma fuck around and, fall down

What the feezy who tryin' to call now

Oh I forgot, I'm supposed to be at the mall now

I got in-sto', if they knew what they was in fo'

24 hours in a day I need ten mo'

Had to make sure it was cool baby, the call from up top

Is it, is it cool?

[Verse 2]

I'm a federal hoe nigga do shit that's unavailable

Do it cutthoatish, unnoticed, untrailable

My bitch gon' make sure the funds are available

I'm a hot commidity, big business, I'm sellable

Infuckincredible, ineditble

I'm married to the game so that makes unweddable

No wedding, no romantic setting

I matress on the floor, no fancy bedding

Get it straight from the gate so you know where this thang is heading

Colder as the snow on the mountains of Redding

Everythang she wanna do, I'm not letting

Work a race horse til her hair start shedding

I'm not regretting, the dirt I've done

A nigga wanna wet me I'ma squirt my gun

I need weed that's gon' hurt my lung

And chick with jaw that'll make me squirt my cum

[Verse 3]

I'm sorry to hear your situation has been worsening

Oh I can't complain, me myself personally

Tramp traffic is at all time high

I'm still stuntastic like I've been all my life

And how about wife, she's been hittin' me dog

I think she's considering gettin' me dog

She no longer cherish your marriage cause you financially embarrassed

Man I can take the bitch and go get mo' chips than Harris

No day off like Farris, service is volunteer

By choice not force, it won't be no problems here

Man withgaurd she finna do somethin' slick

If she ain't ridin' mine she gon' be ridin' somebody else dick

Cause she tired of ya, done made a lie of ya

Pass her to a pimp, let me show you how I does her

I'ma get it out of her, every penny, every dolla

It's rent money, yanadadaholla

[Verse 4]

You lames missed it, got twisted like a pretzel

I'm a slick nigga cunning, gunning, running from the metro

I get so quick do it movin' bitch I'm federal

Respect it, connected get the stuff from the esa Pedro

I'm a pimp you, but you wouldn't know I dress retro

Breathe life in a hoe lung, get her sprung she can't let go

Should've bet mo', scary nigga I'm winner

Eat a nigga for dinner, game strong as paint thinner

If I can't sinner, than pimpin', I don't need her

All I need is one mic, my money, and my heater

I steal clientele, short stop like Derek Jeter

I'm ill for my mail will hop out the two-seater

My mouth is too heated, I'm outlawed in a few states

I come through in somethin' ooh, cleaner than you with new plates

Y'all niggaz is fruit cakes, same sex marriages

I'm cutthoat with cutthettes, strapped with daringers

[Verse 5]

Yep, you right, nigga how you know

Man pimpin' had to let that bitch go

She a dyme, tryin' to steal my shine

Told that bitch take a number, get yo ass back in line

You wastin' my muthafuckin' time

I'm the biggest thang since Sprite put lemon with lime

Have you lost yo muthafuckin' mind

You must don't know, bitch I'm the kind

[Verse 6]

(Man it's cold)

It's cold as the Swiss Alps

People get on me, than homie I switch routes

Mac Dre stay cussin' a bitch out

Quarterbackin', like Dan Thoutes or Tim Crouch

I'm stuntin', watchin' my scritch scrotch

Pourin' some Cris, potna I'm pimped out

I'm colder than a blizzard in Alaska

Or Mt. Shasta, In a mask a blast ya

My car faster, I strike past ya

12 Volt posi, cam and flowmasters

Keep it to yo'self potna, who asked ya

I teach the game, a preach but no pastor

I'm cold

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