Straight Out Tha Gutta

Verse one: {tec-9}

Straight out tha gutta they label a nigga

As a problem to the other side but they just

Want to take me for a ride you ask the question on

Why I like to use the n word

Well that's the only way a nigga is heard

Now I'm young and I'm black that puts odds against me

I often carry the nine cuz I got to defend me

Gun shot to yo head now you dead uh huh

That mean some drama bout to happen

Motherfucka, yeah I'm to much trouble

I can't stay at my mom's house

Mama goin' crazy thinkin' my time is runnin' out

So now I'm a nigga with a time limit

On top of all that I got hooked up on some hoe shit

They say I fit the description of a 187 suspect

So now the parish prison blue is in effect

But this ain't nothin' to a brother

Cuz I've handle shit like this once before

Because I'm straight out the gutta

Chorus: {lil' ya/yella boy}

They just want to take me for a ride a ride

Miss don't try to touch my nuts to see if I'll pull the trigger

They just want to take me for a ride a ride

Miss don't try to touch my nuts to see if I'll pull the trigger

They just want to take me for a ride

Verse two: {tec-9}

Now I'm out in the gutta nothin' but a trap

You can't survive if you can't stay strapped

So watch yo back gangster

I hear this story and I started to get hecked

I'm figurin' a plan so my boys can be protected

I ain't about to let this shit go down

Cuz before I go down I'm a show these niggas how to clown

You got yo strap I got my shit

So what ya wanna do I'm bout to bring some drama to you

Now how do it feel to feal the steel of a real ass nigga

I know that you slipped because I'm bangin' and bangin'

At yo ass with the motherfuckin' hollow tip

I told you once before I got nuts I got heart and

Ammunition I'm a real ass nigga

Straight out tha gutta

Chorus: {2x}

Verse three: {tec-9}

Everyday there's a murder case in my hood

And them gangsters I grew up

Still up to no good my nigga lyin' on the ground

All shot up and everybody no the motherfucka who did him up

Nigga da nigga da nigga uhh uhh watch yo back

Cuz I'm packin' the gat but ain't nobody sayin' a

Damn thing and I don't feel a nigga so

I'm lettin' my fuckin' nuts hang

Machine gun, three eighty, ak, glock forty-five

With all that ammunition how the fuck you gonna stay alive!

I take out yo clip because shit gettin' deeper

I predict the future when I see ya I'm a kill ya

Cuz once live a nigga who tested my nuts

Yeah he's a sucker, because I clipped out

And shot the motherfucker it goes on and on

In the heart of the gutta

Smokin' blunt after blunt we gettin'

High as a motherfucka

I was a villain since my day of birth

Yeah, I got popped with a pump but it didn't hurt

My big brother told me wrong he didn't teach me right

Cuz everyday I went to school I got into a fight

I ain't with that shit because it's really wasn't about that shit

Yeah, but I never let me guard down ya heard me

Chorus: {4x}