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guttaville dough - shooterz lyrics

[verse 1: guttaville dough]
i got shooters, pair of troopers, walking time bombs
n-ggas crazy like the rackets with them side arms
choppa-choppa man down
french montana me a n-gga choppa-choppa down
pop a [?] floating off, now i’m on a role
20 n-ggas with me, young, and they trained to go
all we know is get it, ride around with straight up hittas
extended clippers, this the city, better bring that business
n-ggas know the guttaville keep a gang of shooters
and we ain’t wifing no ho, i’mma let the team do her
a-a-all my n-ggas know is money, m.o.b. or nothing
we the hardest in the city, n-gga stop the stunting

[hook: guttaville dough x2]
i got shooters for your shooters, where your shooters at?
i got k!llaz on my team, where your k!llaz at?
a lot of faking going on, and we ain’t feeling that
a hundred rounds in the ‘k, where your hitters at?

[verse 2: bo deal]
i got k!llaz with me, real n-ggas with me
many mac 11, clip filled up, give ’em 50
i ain’t never back down and never ran, n-gga
being real is something a ho can’t understand, n-gga
i ain’t playing, n-gga, chopper in my hand, n-gga
and n-gga -ss out, you know i brought the fan, n-gga
this is my city, pay a n-gga homage, or you better start dumping when you see me coming
or you better start running when you see me coming
‘cuz i’mma hit your -ss up and leave your body numb
yeah, it’s real in the field, better get your gat ‘cuz i got real shooters with me, where your shooters at?

[hook]

[verse 3: lil jojo]
i-i-i’m a lil’ n-gga and i’m ttg
my name ring bells and i ain’t even 6 feet
never catch me lacking, boy i keep the heat
mike miller me a n-gga, leave ’em in the streets
if you ain’t with the sh-ts n-gga beat you feet
40 got them running like a track meat
everywhere i go hoes like me
no flexing, that sh-t excites me
so many guns man the police might indict me
oh that’s your main b-tch? she tryna wife me
n-gga snitch 30 holes in his white t
i-i-i-i’m up next, that’s why they don’t like me

[hook]

- guttaville dough lyrics

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