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- Ace Hood Gutta Back 歌词
- Ace Hood
- They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
Ride with county dogs yea I said that
Fresh off up the porch like where that work yea
Told my mama that I got this never turn back
Bitch I want my city I’m just doin’ laps
Whole hood hatin’ say that nigga changed
Ride around the town the real money came
Oh well different city hotels
Plenty paper bitches pullin’ on my goat tails
You the bad economy that droppin’ dope sells
Shit ain’t what It used to be shout out to Fish Scale
Shout out them real zoes shout out my bad hoes
One for you broke bitches better get your grind on
Word on the street they plannin’ on my downfall
You niggas bitches reason why stay around y’all
Smellin’ money from a mile like a hound dog
Fall in every year they just call me John Wow
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
Prowlin’ kinda boos yea I said that
DJs who forgot I brought that line back
DJs who forgot I put that on the map
Ready for more keep pullin’ raps
Still flop with that hammer
Bad bitch from Atlanta
Still talkin’ that shit I’m young as Tony Montana
Why you laugh fool Cuz I came up
Still real it ain’t changed up
Came through in that rainstorm
Downtown I’m like what the f**k
You still talkin’ that dumb shit
Talkin’ ‘bout what you gonna do
Talkin’ ‘bout what you gonna blow
Nigga man I’m 24
I done been here what you tryna do
Been places you tryna go
From canned foods to them great views
And the mob hope I don’t run through
I was 17 when I first signed
Same day that my city rise
Six figures no compromise
Only nigga who televised
F**kin’ niggas who sellin’ lies
F**kin’ hoes who was never around
Then I go for that 9 to 5
People rollin’ my window down like
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
I say now just get onto my level ho
80 grins in my Rollie though
F**k this bitch till that pussy soaked
Either one give you plenty choke
F**k is wrong with your frontal lobe
F**k you talkin’ ‘bout B4
Timber shoppin’ yo Frank do
Signed sealed no envelope
I said hood nigga from the 20 ho
Dudes goose when that Chevy roll
Real nigga come flick up
Act or talk or you clicked up
My young Benz I’m f**k shit
Bang bang till that bitch click
10 times what my neck be
With a thick picture now blast these
Say f**k is off with that pussy
20k for my bookie
50 grind on my chopper
Jumpin’ out of that bucket
Think real nigga get money
My top down when it’s sunny
From PF ville to the big IMs
You still local I take trips
Gone
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
They think that gutta back
Bring that gutta back
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