Him to end up in the gutta like a nigga. he wanna be a wrestler,i told him to
Coughing up blood, looked over and mama was through, that one-two and you know they capped you
I'm going harder than michael around your little brother
Live from the gutta, big butt sluts and ya mother
Him to end up in the gutta like a nigga. he wanna be a wrestler,i told him to
And lastly for everybody who doubted me yeah right i can't live without you
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