Geno G - Gutta

I'm a Memphis nigga so I be on Gutta shit (That Gutta shit)
That gutta shit (That Gutta shit) that Gutta shit (That Gutta shit)
And since I'm from the Gutta I keep me a Gutta bitch (A Gutta bitch)
A Gutta bitch (A Gutta bitch) a Gutta bitch (A Gutta bitch)
And if that bitch dont act right then I get another bitch (Another bitch)
Another bitch (Another bitch) another bitch (Another bitch)
But if she loyal then you know we on some other shit (some other shit)
That money shit (That money shit) no funny shit (No funny shit) ugh
I be so lit I don't know what to think
Just give me that zip and it's gone in a blink
that OG so good some folks say that it stank
I'm smelling like money when I'm in the bank
That car looking nice with the button to crank
You switch on the team then you walking the plank
I'm not in prison but keep me a shank
Keep one in the head I'm not shooting no blanks
No limit, we just might pull up in tanks
Hop out so fresh it make these bitches faint
Can't fuck with these niggas, these niggas snakes
It's only so much that one man can take
It's not my birthday but I want the cake
Trigger finger keep your hand off my plate
Carpenter, I keep that thing on my waist
Laughing stock , you looking like a disgrace
I'm a young thug, get the fuck out my face
We only tip, if these bitches shake
And all of us pimps, so these bitches pay
You niggas simps, so you niggas played
We catching flights, not catching no fades
Remember when I worked for minimum wage
Just enough money to buy me some J's
Don't slip on the drip trying to ride a nigga wave
I'm a Memphis nigga so I be on Gutta shit (That Gutta shit)
That gutta shit (That Gutta shit) that Gutta shit (That Gutta shit)
And since I'm from the Gutta I keep me a Gutta bitch (A Gutta bitch)
A Gutta bitch (A Gutta bitch) a Gutta bitch (A Gutta bitch)
And if that bitch dont act right then I get another bitch (another bitch)
Another bitch (Another bitch) another bitch (Another bitch)
But if she loyal then you know we on some other shit (Some other shit)
That money shit (that money shit) no funny shit (No funny shit) ugh
My bitch look good, you can say that she fine
Them titties is hers but that ass is mine
You think that's absurd, well that's asinine
She drop off them dollars at drop of a dime
I fuck with the real, I don't fuck with your kind
You fuck up her body, I fuck up her mind
She fuck with my vibe, so we intertwine
Can't fuck with the pigs, I can't do the swine
Can't fuck with the snakes, I can't stand the lying
I'm in the jungle with tigers and lions
These niggas roaches and these niggas mice
I'll step on they neck and I will not think twice
I make em scatter when I hit the lights
Mission complete, not a target in sight
You saw the wrong sign if you think that I'm nice
No Adidas, get a check for my stripes
I make it happen while you niggas gripe
You give her problems but I give her pipe
Ain't no comparison, we're not alike
You looking heavy but pockets is light
You living online, but I'm living life
I see it, I want it and don't ask the price
If shopping, I cop it cause it's only right
I count up the gwalla and call it a night

Written by:
Eugene McKnight

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