Gutta

(It's so incredible) Ace... [Chorus] You ain't comin' round here talkin' all dat s*** Talkin' bout you get all dem bricks I'm a have to come round your way N**** I'm real you all too fake And a pistol where ya mama stay Act like I don't know where you lay Betta act right fo' I get uptight Act up I'm a let da automatic spray [Repeat: x2] (Get 'em) boy there ya go (Get 'em) boy there ya go Blocka Blocka Blocka Blocka Boy there you go Hol' up with it, Khaled don't let me get em Gun c***ed, where his cheerin' No talk, time to get him Fake n****s goin' make me kill him Make his body shiver like he naked in a river Matter fact I'm a leave him in the river Come and get him when it's winter N**** holla back I'm gutta. I done told ya that Rock boy b**** over bags Say you movin' them slabs of crack See n**** you a lie like Pac is back Man you n****s all crap And you homies won't last Til your somethin like paper tags Don't make me slide the mask To save from blast Get his a** [Chorus] Now let me get em When I walk up in the place Put the pace in ya face Tell em gimme dat K F*** n****s and they really don't think That I know where they lay duct tape they face Pop pop, unload dat K Then we leave em and we find em in a couple of days P**** n****s know where you lay Actin' like I don't know where you stay Runnin' at ya mouth man ya n****s too fake Tellin all the n****s that you move them thangs What? Why' ain't bout dat lie Huh? Why' ain't got no stride Naww You ain't really grind Leave em in da streets til the D boys find em Dumb n****s and they huggin' on the grind In the middle of this town We goin' G-G-Get em [Chorus] Now who am I? motherf****rs wanna know When I pull up in that rover They know that it's over Big holes in ya body like coasters Creep Creep we deep with soldiers Black holster to carry that toaster Hot head now they callin' me folgers But still creep in adidas with the heaters, millimeters Wanna see where yo family at Pop pop just call me ace Slump n****s I'm a call you dead Click clack now ya T-shirt red Hand em an tampon No batteries included know that the clip be hands on It'll take yo mans on Leave his body slumped in the damn yard (Get 'em) [Chorus]