Cut Throat - Hardo, Deezlee

I got my change up

Now i ain’t gotta kill

But fuck sending niggas

They fuck around and squeal (might rat)

I’m coming by myself

Right in where you live (ya crib)

Im runnin right down why you with your kids, (fuck it)

You gotta go nigga

And thats just what it is (damn)

Cut throat nigga

Get it how you live (to the bone)

I hang with all killas

Down to bust a head (higlet)

Nigga im street smart (roacho)

Couple brick runners

Im still the same hard

From '06 summer ('member me?)

Remember back then

I was a young gunner (gettin in smackin)

Shootin up everything

Tweaking for a murder (i got a body)

Fuck is on your mind?

You know what im bout (ho nigga)

Catch you at the club

While they lettin out (at the trap)

Keep a mask and gloves

Can’t point me out (wasn't me)

Im really into shit

And you just run ya mouth (just talkin)

Trapped in them checks

I ain’t like that (these hills)

Went and grabbed my strap (2 minutes)

Came right back

Hit a nigga up

Had n slain that

I was young as fuck

Pushing brains back (like 13)

Im a natural killa

I dont need pill (nope)

Go ahead, act gorilla

My banana feel

If rap dont turn i got bricks

I dont need a deal (trappn)

Gettin money fuck a bitch im tryin reach a mill (MOB)

Runnin straight through the D

No football drill (bricks)

To all my niggas rest in peace

Lost in these fields (green haze)

Over them phones, stay brief

Them shits be tapped for real (huuhh)

Im in these streets so deep

Watch my back for real (amen)

Niggas gettin indited

And they still out (damn)

The hood still fuckin with em

What these streets really bout (niggas trippin)

In 19 years

I done seen it all (young nigga)

Ho niggas turnin men

Real niggas gettin soft (shits wild)

Niggas thinkin they friends

Niggas gettin offed (fuck that)

I done payed my dues

Now its my time to floss (bling)

All these diamonds nigga

Livin like a boss (bling)

Go head snatch my chain

Worth your funeral cost (swap it out)

Old heads hatin

Cause we run the streets (ho nigga)

I ain’t stressin nigga

Im all about the beef (im bout that)

Im a ride out

Until im 6 feet (RIP)

And we gon slide out

All through your back streets (there go his crib)

Imma keep ridin

Like i ain’t heard of bricks (caint stop)

Niggas gon keep dying

We up the murder rate

This is my life

Real niggas relate (my life)

Keep a small circle

Cause niggas is snakes

HARDO

(whaddup nigga hardo bitch! allota you niggas be talkin that shit nigga i ain’t

owe none of yall niggas

Nothin when i was to the grit wasn’t none of yall hittin my line then now a

nigga gettin money now you niggas wanna hit me up fuck yall nigga thats why i

get my jack changed all the time nigga paygo clique traptastic nigga)