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Guttah Boi Status - They Ain't Us lyrics

rate me

They ain’t us,they ain’t us

A nigga talks about a nigga dog talk about this

And I don’t know how come the niggaz ain’t us,us,us,us

Man these niggaz gaining…

These are gaining suit

These niggaz,they cut throats

These niggaz ain’t you

These niggaz ain’t us,us,us ,us

If they smoke how we smoke shit

And fuck like we fuck

Fuck the hoes ‘till we fuck

These niggaz are so straighters

They ain’t us,ain’t us,us

And they just act like they can trust

I gotta get a situation

Tryin’ to figure out why these niggaz are steady hating?

Cause only us,I saw niggaz claiming…

We move like a … I can’t keep up,get on a stair

…Such aggressive ,just state your game and be the rate

If you ain’ t fissin’ …I ain’t shit up my plate

Oh ,you’re mad cause the trick got os on the top 8

Cross your bitch,I hope you die,bitch

…But you are one of this,wanna try catch a fisc cause this is all of this

Set me out,you got glocks,we got towns

I got niggaz,we got rules

I got tricks ,we got guns

I smell beth,we smoke cush

You all get wet,we get sex

Funny you all lackers just got a poor status

Man these niggaz gaining…

These are gaining suit

These niggaz,they cut throats

These niggaz ain’t you

These niggaz ain’t us,us,us ,us

If they smoke how we smoke shit

And fuck like we fuck

Fuck the hoes ‘till we fuck

These niggaz are so straighters

They ain’t us,ain’t us,us

And they just act like they can trust us

Pussy glace, bitch heard you’re a fat ass

Be for me a last dog and it needs to be your last line

And I ain’t burkin’ like you’re havin a burke on the morning

If I catch you sleep with the cool sign on

We owe some mother shit ,best known as gun shit

That ain’t no shock ,I know who pulled that out

The Mars got me queued so you better watch your man

And swag your ass back

We’re burning the heat drawer

Baby you got an ass,I’m breaking the speedball

I got your ass while this is cool

You gonna sleep with a nigga you wish you was

I ain’t chillin’,yeah,what’s up?

Let me hit the tree ,the worm

Man you’re stressed as fuck

These niggaz aren’t my concern,man

Man these niggaz gaining…

These are gaining suit

These niggaz,they cut throats

These niggaz ain’t you

These niggaz ain’t us,us,us ,us

If they smoke how we smoke shit

And fuck like we fuck

Fuck the hoes ‘till we fuck

These niggaz are so straighters

They ain’t us,ain’t us,us

And they just act like they can trust us

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