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Guttah Boi Status They Ain't Us


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 f..ck like we f..ck
Fuck the hoes 'till we f..ck
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 f..ck like we f..ck
Fuck the hoes 'till we f..ck
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 f..ck
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 f..ck like we f..ck
Fuck the hoes 'till we f..ck
These niggaz are so straighters
They ain't us, ain't us, us
And they just act like they can trust us

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