Gutter
(专辑: You Know What It Is, Volume 4: Murda Game Chronicles - 2007)
Ayo yo dis be da reason why I
do dis shit Straight da fuck outta Compton Reaping that muthafucking N.W.A I
got a
lot of love fo' Dre No Dre beats on da Album But it ain't no love loss nigga, that's ma nigga We do it fo' da muthafucking Westside nigga what Soon as the
breaks hit the
snare my Dodger fitted in the
air I
graduated form the
school of Hard Knocks like yeah So what da fuck you niggas rhyming about If Hip-Hop was a
pussy I'll knock the
lining out Then I
get low like they ride in the
South, yea I'm dirty I
shine without the
diamonds in my mouth say Cheese, take a
picture of the
gold Ds Then picture me rolling with the
top back on a
6-4 please Get the
fuck up off my ass For I
put my foot on the
break then slam on the
gas Burn rubbaer like the
Daytona 500 Where I'm from you get Daytonas for 500 Get a
casket for free How the
fuck could I
stay off MTV News When niggas asking fo' Beef Talking bout' they gon Kill Game when they say these things I
wear the
.45 in L.A. like I'm A.C. Green I'm the
rawest, most gutter In the
street with the
fiends and the
coke cutters Disrespect yo' whole click and I
don't stutter Westside til' I
die Compton motherfucka' I
be the
rawest, most gutter In the
street with the
fiends and the
coke cutters Disrespect yo' whole click and I
don't stutter Fuck the
world Straight Outta Compton motherfucka' I
shine for niggas behind bars, I
ain't got that Diddy glow Black Rose in the
cement, I
got that New Jack City flow Black Rolls sitting low 22 dipping gold banging Friend or Foe, feel me Yeah, went from a
young-and-dumbing to the
second coming Niggas can't see inside the
Phantom I
call them Stevie Wonder It never rained Southern California everyday is summer Even when the
sky's grey its still hot for the
block runners Stop fronting, I
told niggas the
same day Dre signed me I
would come out and do 2Pac numbers I
drop classics, what other rapper making hits I
stay hard cause all you niggas hanging from my dick Louie Vuitton bandana on my face Jesse James of the
Rap game I'm takin Hova's place If life was a
crap game and I
was dealt the
Ace Never wanted to be King just wanted to meet Dre I'm the
rawest, most gutter In the
street with the
fiends and the
coke cutters Disrespect yo' whole click and I
don't stutter Bringing the
crown back to Compton motherfucka', yeah I
be the
rawest, most gutter In the
street with the
fiends and the
coke cutters Disrespect yo' whole click and I
don't stutter Polishing the
throne in Compton motherfucka, yeah I
can't forget about da Hustlers in the
hood Same Sean John jeans as yesterday, waiting for the
customers Nigga I
us to be them, all black B.M From the
A.M. to the
P.M. fiends call me the
G.M I
was the
general manager watching them bagging Grammies up Like John Legend and Black Eye Peas, black hoodie on Black Chuck Taylors, haha, watching for the
black van Some niggas call them Pac-Man, know watch me get Ghost In that white on white 550, 55 on the
dash Gotta' drive slow homie, Kanye in the
dash Let the
sun roof back and the
chronic smoke out Low Pro Pirellis so the
Giovannis poke out Gwen Stefani riding shotgun yeah I'm high no doubt But not too high to Nextel chirp and have them boys roll out See I'm that one rapper gun clapper compared to the
unstabber Lyrically insane motherfucka' and when I'm done, blaow I'm the
rawest, most gutter In the
street with the
fiends and the
coke cutters Disrespect yo' whole click and I
don't stutter You wanna war? Meet me in Compton motherfucka, yeah I
be the
rawest, most gutter In the
street with the
fiends and the
coke cutters Disrespect yo' whole click and I
don't stutter Fuck you 'cause I'm from Compton motherfucka' This the
reason I
do what I
do man 'Cause you niggas can't fucking do this shit Niggas got the
number one fucking song on the
radio Number one on the
Billboard charts But niggas ain't number one on the
streets See that's where I
come in, the
West Coast don It don't stop niggas Long as Scott Storch on the
motherfucking beat And I
put the
pen to the
pad, I'll tell you what I
do I
put the
motherfucking pen on the
pad I
let the
motherfucking pen go and it start writing itself That's how motherfucking classic my shit be Everytime around this motherfucka', the
Documentary?! Fuck that album nigga, that wasn't shit I
probably won't even reach my full potential 'Till the
next album, but for now?! This what I
got I'm the
rawest, most gutter In the
street with the
fiends and the
coke cutters Disrespect yo' whole click and I
don't stutter Westside til' I
die Compton motherfucka', break it I
be the
rawest, most gutter In the
street with the
fiends and the
coke cutters Disrespect yo' whole click and I
don't stutter Fuck the
world Straight Outta Compton motherfucka'