作曲 : Baum, Giant, Kaye, McColister ...
I'm so gutta  gutta  gutta
I gotta duck them crackers
Pussy niggas they hack us
Tryna get me into those shackles
Tell 'em just send 'em at me
I'm shooting at em like AK's
Favorite movies is action
I FedEx them like a package
Bullet holes in your cucumber
Turn yo ass into a salad
Finna rally them goons and
They muthaf**kin into my cab
Hundred mounts and I'm climbin'
I speeded that automatic
And I'm wishin' I'm dyin'
And half a brick in my baggage
Gutta  gutta  gutta  gotta shake them off
Hundred stacks in my seats
And banana clip on the mouth
Put my life on the line
I'm 95 headed south
Catch this dude if you can
I told you what I'm about
He's gutta   gutta   gutta   gutta

Gotta keep it hood
Wish that would be my enemy

Good for him  he's gutta
I keep it G-U-T-T-A to the enemy
Gutta  gutta  g-g-gutta
Gotta keep it hood
Know I'm good when I'm in the streets

Good for him  he's gutta
I keep it G-U-T-T-A until I D-I-E
And I keep them lands
That pistol sharpen your head
Get your block with that chopper
I know that they want me dead
Tell them cats if they want me come see me
Satan with dreads
How the hell he get away
As I middle finger the feds
F**k 'em
Back  back  back  with that automatic
It's screaming havoc for crackers to spring
And bounce like a mattress
Rat-tat-tat  now I'm laughing  you bastards
Here go your package
Special order  you sign it
In blood puddles you have it
Tell them feddies I'm laughing
Now kill me if they imagine
Ace Hood  I'm packin'
And bustin' good  I'm swaggin'
I'm a G  G  G  U-T-T-A
With the premonition of murder
I sleep with the burner piece

Gutta  gutta  g-g-gutta
Gotta keep it hood
Wish that would be my enemy

Good for him  he's gutta
I keep it G-U-T-T-A to the enemy
Gutta  gutta  g-g-gutta

Gotta keep it hood
Know I'm good when I'm in the streets

Good for him  he's gutta
I keep it G-U-T-T-A until I D-I-E
And I'm gone  gone  gone
Gotta get this money
Half a mil in the Pontiac
Even sheets of them hundreds
Drop 'em  stop 'em my house them
Deep in my stomach
Misdemeanor no option but 20 plus
What they pumpin'
Life in the peniten gonna
Take me away from my Benz
Take me away from my ends
Can't picture me in the pen
Doin' hundred and five on the 95 in the win'
Head up out to the meadow
Refuse to practice the when
I'm gutta  gutta  gutta
I gotta shake them off
Red and blue on my tail
Got some residue on my pouch
Helicopters they stoppin'
They target me on the road
Grab the work and the money
And tell them crackers I'm out

He's gutta  gutta  gutta

Attention all units  attention all units
We are on the lookout
For a suspect heading southbound on I-95
Suspect is arriving in a black Chevy Malibu
Suspect is considered armed and dangerous
Proceed with caution