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nun major - from the gutta lyrics

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[chorus dre day rose + nun major]

(dre day rose)
don’t stress n-gga hustle
get ya weight up and stop flexin ya muscles
the pressure is nothing score at the buzzer
that’s end of discussion
get money stay humble
remember where ya was
from the top to the struggle
if f-ck n-ggas want war
we ready to rumble
chiraq is the jungle

[nun major]
b-tch i came from the gutta
neva been a lame or a sucka
gotta bang wit my bruthas
n-gga man i came up from nothin
now i switch lanes for my brother
gon change for my brothers
man i won’t change it for nothin
sh-t get real n-ggas get a deal
we gon find who fake we gon find who real

[verse 1 – nun major]
it’s a lot a bad b-tches
in my clear view
it’s a lot of f-ck n-ggas
in my rear view

cause when you
start gettin money
n-ggas act real funny
but da semi only
turn em into deer food

ray bands on i can’t see you
runnin this sh-t like pee-u
n-ggas tellin them hollywood
story’s
i ain’t even talkin bout e-tru

i been ridin with the gang
since 012
n-ggas trynna hang
get a coat shelf

young n-gga stay fly
like o-hare
he from that wild–ss place
don’t go there

i swear to god
i been going so hard
on these n-ggas
in the pond
what’s a fish to a shark
lil n-gga

me & dre gone ball
too tall lil n-gga
they ain’t give it to me
so i took it all lil n-gga

it’s a lot of new rules to da game
won’t neva play a fool to the game
what a song really do to lame
when he think he sneek dissin
don’t prove to the name

why you don’t f-ck wit bro nomore
why you don’t come around no moe
and i heard you in lil bro car to
b-tch i made myself like a cartoon

[chorus]

[verse 2 – dre day rose]

h-ll yea i came from the gutta
what’s the main name we say gutta
dnt be playin wit my brothers

cuz my n-ggas change muthf-ckers
leave em in the rain undiscovered
p-ssy play with out a rubber

we some insane m-th-f-ckas
rob & hit a stain m-th-f-ckas
gang bang m-th-f-cka

i ain’t goin like a lame m-th-f-cka
she ain’t thang then i dnt wanna bang m-th-f-cka
only get the brain m-th-f-cka
and send her on her way cuz i’m lil
playa m-th-f-cka

yea they trippin on que ballout
for lil bro imma go all out
-gun roll- fall out

real n-gga sh-t they don’t know bout
wild end ote show out
shout out ball out
when you in the field
keep a pole out
if you ain’t wit it dnt go out
betta stay in yo house

billins n-gga our sh-t tore down
got ya b-tch and she finna go down
i brought her to the rowhouse
(?) to yo house

my team winning its a blowout
yea dey let the folks out
they let neddy lew head & zo out
(?) ent wit da pole out
and you get blow down
i recommend the opps you dnt go round
spin ya like a f-ckin merry go round b-tch

[chorus]



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