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I MADE A MAN DISAPPEAR IN THE STUDIO
okgutta
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762's cut you right in half
He tried to run but this is not track
This shit'll throw a man off track
Green tips take a nigga off the map
Conciousness fell into his nuts his thoughts were in his lap
If a nigga play with me I will remove his cap
I took a xan and fucked his whip up with a hulk smash
He lost control and wrecked that bitch, it was a fatal crash
Yea, Okgutta
Yea nigga you know what the fuck going on
Real serial dream killer nigga real grim reaper
I'll turn your noodles to spaghetti nigga
What you're hearing right now is truly evil
For the most wicked
Yea, Okgutta
I hit the E-way with that Ruger on me
Twelve get behind me Ima stomp the gas til I'm on E
If I see one of my enemies in traffic, they gone have to airlift the nigga up of the scene
I'm chucking O's up and I'm dropping threes
This shit is real I left a nigga dead, boy I let off thirty-three
Speed limits fifty-fife, I'm going 133 whole way back trying to get low, nigga I had to flee
I just built a new Glock 17
Gave them five caskets, threw it out and bought a 19
I hope police don't find it sitting in the creek
I hope it anchored down right there and didn't float up stream
Nigga I'm buckled down
ARP strapped to me you don't want me to come around
This Yugoslavian AK will make you move around
Compact was built in Argentina, it's a 40 cal
I'll walk you inside of your crib and put you on the ground
I'll tie you up inside the basement leave you there for hours
I'll hunt you down like I'm a blood hound
Followed him to the studio, he wasted all his hours
Acoustic foam on the wall was blocking the gun sounds
I been trailing him all day I seen his final hours
I'm the real grim reaper I make shit disappear I don't know how I could make it any clearer than that
Yea I'm trying to put my button to him
Fuck all of the ops they better hope that I don't run into them
This bitch eat holes into a face that built in switch don't got no button to it
If you ain't ever touch me or my gang then we is not into it
Back at it fuck her from the back til her tracks gone
Gutta that's my brother, held it down til I came back home
P.O said I need a job but all I know is get that pack gone
Big gun leave your ears ringing like my trap phone
Yea I'm trying to catch my op, pop out and piss on him
New gun all black, match with the rick Owens
He tried to run my bullets got him, where that bitch going
My vic a mother fucking rat can't even diss on him
When they caught me, yea I ain't see shit like ray Charles
My momma told me keep my head up and my faith strong
I'm in the bushes with a AK like a Vietcong
Nigga think he tuff but you told, bitch your rank gone
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