Guttah Boi Status
Guttah Boi Status - They Ain't Us songtekst
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They ain't us, they ain't us A nigga talks about a nigga dog talk about this And I don't know how come the niggaz ain't us, us, us, us Man these niggaz gaining' These are gaining suit These niggaz, they cut throats These niggaz ain't you These niggaz ain't us, us, us, us If they smoke how we smoke shit And fuck like we fuck Fuck the hoes 'till we fuck These niggaz are so straighters They ain't us, ain't us, us And they just act like they can trust I gotta get a situation Tryin' to figure out why these niggaz are steady hating? Cause only us, I saw niggaz claiming' We move like a ' I can't keep up, get on a stair 'Such aggressive, just state your game and be the rate If you ain' t fissin' 'I ain't shit up my plate Oh, you're mad cause the trick got os on the top 8 Cross your bitch, I hope you die, bitch 'But you are one of this, wanna try catch a fisc cause this is all of this Set me out, you got glocks, we got towns I got niggaz, we got rules I got tricks, we got guns I smell beth, we smoke cush You all get wet, we get sex Funny you all lackers just got a poor status Man these niggaz gaining' These are gaining suit These niggaz, they cut throats These niggaz ain't you These niggaz ain't us, us, us, us If they smoke how we smoke shit And fuck like we fuck Fuck the hoes 'till we fuck These niggaz are so straighters They ain't us, ain't us, us And they just act like they can trust us Pussy glace, bitch heard you're a fat ass Be for me a last dog and it needs to be your last line And I ain't burkin' like you're havin a burke on the morning If I catch you sleep with the cool sign on We owe some mother shit, best known as gun shit That ain't no shock, I know who pulled that out The Mars got me queued so you better watch your man And swag your ass back We're burning the heat drawer Baby you got an ass, I'm breaking the speedball I got your ass while this is cool You gonna sleep with a nigga you wish you was I ain't chillin', yeah, what's up? Let me hit the tree, the worm Man you're stressed as fuck These niggaz aren't my concern, man Man these niggaz gaining' These are gaining suit These niggaz, they cut throats These niggaz ain't you These niggaz ain't us, us, us, us If they smoke how we smoke shit And fuck like we fuck Fuck the hoes 'till we fuck These niggaz are so straighters They ain't us, ain't us, us And they just act like they can trust us