Goodie Mob Gutta Butta Lyrics

Yo, we gon do it like this
Straight out the parts. . . that they disregard
Never considered . . . ok
Now don't get mad, n____ get glad
Goodie got them brand new trash bags . . dag
And they know where to dump that a__
In the chair
The hoochie river with the rest of the kids
That did business outside la familians
Gettin ya touched
Down the cut
Blunts roastin whole through tea bags
Blowin bubbles out the wrong end
Mud in your stool piles
Flamin hotter than Dust Valley
The gateway to where ever your sick tickle desire
The gangsters of this other century
Transforming hustlers and players into sissies
So slim goodie
You don't want no drug boy
He'll leave you barefooted and pregnant
Don't get too comfortable
You ain't gon be here too long
G's get locked up and die (clean)
Most lie in they own surreal home
Trust the tree on the map
This one individual thought he was the Grim Reaper
Swole, couldn't nobody put a finger on his naps
Now he up under the bridge stankin
In his birthday suit
Used to always holler about how he was gon do a brother (get him!)
Beat him to the punch-line, one ?
Being forced into early retirement at the age of 26
Palms feel like bricks - peeling from distributing crack
Crumb s_____ers and goo-gobblers struggle
To stay on top of sand dunes
Cause mouths born with silver spoons

Make your bed you gotta sleep in it
But stakes made
Baking soda kept the knees clean
Narrow like a ravine
? fell good news
Last hole, green jacket worn, body in two
Left by oh-no
Soul been gone, disappeared like the dune
Once the temperature rise
But I'm with my Lawd (lord)
?Please grits, still ship
Half the pipes are gettin sold out convienience stores
Where ya at now?
Comming around trying to sniff out sounds
Well rounded kept you strictly grounded for your ear
The dogs are gettin closer to the ? now can you hear?
I smell fear and even if your eyes was closed
Your a__ couldn't catch your tear

Lies, straws, mirrors and plates
Nicks, dimes, fifties, and cakes
Why can't I escape
These lies, straw, mirrors and plates?

In the land of jacks I got my acts over the tracks with stacks
Upon the map in the vault
Where this cat's trying to sniff me out
I'm in the southwest woods working all about
Paper capers, never hurt them brothers to obtain
If I can't refrain cause some of these n____z snortin cain
And really don't know which way to go
Confused, you'll abuse anybody for a fix
Hits go for ten bucks, go for 20 and they good and plenty
Fat baggies like ?Maggies? m___in
Where the kid do the stuffin
Silly of these young n____z watching me
As I turn figures into solitare
Twirl up my hair (down south)
Pray to God I don抰 have to do him
Like I never knew or had no clue to who you was
Cuz, face to face with a scar engraved upon his left cheek
So to speak, ? like a icon when it was done to approach my mosse
Be on that Rossie like The Click
So I stay ready for combat and watch the rich get rich off it

Chorus

n____ I ain't s___, I just know how to rhyme a little bit
n____ please, I'm still trying to squeeze my fat a__ in where I fit
Now I got a little dough, but it ain't that much mo
than every other n____ I know
We all still po
I don't sell dope (what you doin?)
I sell hope
You wanna size me up my n____ then wear a scope
Cause you gon see me on MLK and on T.V.
I ain't got no fear, my n____ I was born to wait right here
Late one night I was in a pearl white Acura Legendary
I got that thang with me cause it's necessary
s___, I was just ridin
Wasn't even thinking慴out collidin
But I kept seeing the same headlights running stop signs and red lights
I don't prepared myself to die if it's my time to go
He said "you know what it is, you done seen it before"
This sad, of course I'ma be mad
Well here you can have it god d___it if you want it that bad
You would try to take from me, my n____ I ain't no star
I value both of our lives more than this car
You lucky n____, I used to be you
s___ and I'd bust a hole in your chest somebody could see through
Now remember, s___, you could've died tonight
And I would've been in the right
I ain't even p___ed you could just drop me off at the house
Cause I ain't really dying by nothin like this
He-he-he-he-he-he
Everythang cool my n____, you could just drop me off at the house
Knahmsayin?