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- Ace Hood Fed Bound 歌詞
- Ace Hood
- Im so gutta gutta gutta
I gotta duck them crackers
Pussy niggas they hack us
Tryna get me into those shackles
Tell em just send em at me
Im shooting at em like AKs
Favorite movies is action
I FedEx them like a package
Bullet holes in your cucumber
Turn yo ass into a salad
Finna rally them goons and
They muthaf**kin into my cab
Hundred mounts and Im climbin
I speeded that automatic
And Im wishin Im dyin
And half a brick in my baggage
Gutta gutta gutta gotta shake them off
Hundred stacks in my seats
And banana clip on the mouth
Put my life on the line
Im 95 headed south
Catch this dude if you can
I told you what Im about
Hes gutta gutta gutta gutta
Gotta keep it hood
Wish that would be my enemy
Good for him hes gutta
I keep it G-U-T-T-A to the enemy
Gutta gutta g-g- gutta
Gotta keep it hood
Know Im good when Im in the streets
Good for him hes gutta
I keep it G-U-T-T-A until I D-I-E
And I keep them lands
That pistol sharpen your head
Get your block with that chopper
I know that they want me dead
Tell them cats if they want me come see me
Satan with dreads
How the hell he get away
As I middle finger the feds
F**k em
Back back back with that automatic
Its screaming havoc for crackers to spring
And bounce like a mattress
Rat-tat-tat now Im laughing you bastards
Here go your package
Special order you sign it
In blood puddles you have it
Tell them feddies Im laughing
Now kill me if they imagine
Ace Hood Im packin
And bustin good Im swaggin
Im a G G G U-T-T-A
With the premonition of murder
I sleep with the burner piece
Gutta gutta g-g-gutta
Gotta keep it hood
Wish that would be my enemy
Good for him hes gutta
I keep it G-U-T-T-A to the enemy
Gutta gutta g-g-gutta
Gotta keep it hood
Know Im good when Im in the streets
Good for him hes gutta
I keep it G-U-T-T-A until I D-I-E
And Im gone gone gone
Gotta get this money
Half a mil in the Pontiac
Even sheets of them hundreds
Drop em stop em my house them
Deep in my stomach
Misdemeanor no option but 20 plus
What they pumpin
Life in the peniten gonna
Take me away from my Benz
Take me away from my ends
Cant picture me in the pen
Doin hundred and five on the 95 in the win
Head up out to the meadow
Refuse to practice the when
Im gutta gutta gutta
I gotta shake them off
Red and blue on my tail
Got some residue on my pouch
Helicopters they stoppin
They target me on the road
Grab the work and the money
And tell them crackers Im out
Hes gutta gutta gutta
Attention all units attention all units
We are on the lookout
For a suspect heading southbound on I-95
Suspect is arriving in a black Chevy Malibu
Suspect is considered armed and dangerous
Proceed with caution
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