Gutta Back - Ace Hood

Ace Hood

专辑:《Body Bag Vol 2》

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Gutta Back - Ace Hood 歌词

Gutta Back - 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

B**ch I want my city I'm just doin' laps

Whole hood hatin' say that ni**a changed

Ride around the town the real money came

Oh well different city hotels

Plenty paper b**ches pullin' on my goat tails

You the bad economy that droppin' d**e sells

Sh*t 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 b**ches better get your grind on

Word on the street they plannin' on my downfall

You niggas b**ches 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 b**ch from Atlanta

Still talkin' that sh*t 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 sh*t

Talkin' 'bout what you gonna do

Talkin' 'bout what you gonna blow

Ni**a 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 ni**a 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 b**ch till that p**sy 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 ni**a from the 20 ho

Dudes goose when that Chevy roll

Real ni**a come flick up

Act or talk or you clicked up

My young Benz I'm f**k sh*t

Bang bang till that b**ch click

10 times what my neck be

With a thick picture now blast these

Say f**k is off with that p**sy

20k for my bookie

50 grind on my chopper

Jumpin' out of that bucket

Think real ni**a 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