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guttaside - click clack lyrics

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you claim that east side, you claim that west side
you claim that north side, b-tch we claim that gutta side
and we gon’ rep it ’till the day that we die
or put a slug through your head
that’s the gangsta law of the block b-tch

you claim that south side, you claim that east side
you claim that west side, b-tch we claim that gutta side
and we gon’ rep it ’till the day that we die
or put a slug through your eye
that’s the gangsta law of the block b-tch

snitchin’ as i’m mixin’ in my thumb, c-ck the hammer back
brain matter splat, don’t f-ck with that click, clack, click
guttaside, heavy artillery this a battle zone
if you startin’ static better not come to my block alone (one)
too dirty got that desert eagle round up (two)
…. straight gangsta from the ground up (three)
they call me straightjacket, behold the demon
gangsta as al capone but wicked as king steven
punctured wounds bleeding call it shots from above
screaming wrap the duct tape around his mouth ’till he quit breathing
got the .45’s, mini mac-10, they open fires
leave the vest off, i won’t be taking their lives
and i got that shot when the gun goes …
catch you motherf-ckers slippin’
put a hollow, put ’em in your cerrebelum
my drop tell ’em, don’t n-body wanna f-ck with this
or … my clique, motherf-ckers this flip
home of the homeless the wicked
and come as hard as n-gg-s ready
always locked ‘n loaded

you claim that east side, you claim that west side
you claim that north side, b-tch we claim that gutta side
and we gon’ rep it ’till the day that we die
or put a slug through your head
that’s the gangsta law of the block b-tch

you claim that south side, you claim that east side
you claim that west side,b-tch we claim that gutta side
and we gon’ rep it ’till the day that we die
or put a slug through your eye
that’s the gangsta law of the block b-tch

in the land of the thugs and glocks we bust shots
and anybody p-ssing no hugs and flesh in the nogs
you know me it’s ymd, i’d like to personally welcome you
to the gutter, when you bleeding ain’t n-body gon’be helping you
but you’ll learn with the quickness that we about the sickness
if you a witness you’ll be next on the hitlist
these streets tell no lies, the gutta is old and shameless
if you stay here and survive you’re gonna be old and nameless
the game is, so sick, everybody i see is a suspect hater
tryna take my paper, and this p89 is gonna blast a taker
shoulda never came to the gutta, listen to your …
blacking out, …. look like you meet your judgment day
what can i say? your life is takin’ it’s course
keep your tone up so there can’t be no remorse
just … turn the song up, put a little … in my cup
i’m a sinner, this i know, cause the gutta tells me so

you claim that east side, you claim that west side
you claim that north side, b-tch we claim that gutta side
and we gon’ rep it ’till the day that we die
or put a slug through your head
that’s the gangsta law of the block b-tch

you claim that south side, you claim that east side
you claim that west side,b-tch we claim that gutta side
and we gon’ rep it ’till the day that we die
or put a slug through your eye
that’s the gangsta law of the block b-tch

…. y’all done never seen straight out the …
got some k!llas on my team .45 slugs we spittin’
through yo neck, through yo back, flesh falling like a rockerie
drippin’ with red sauce d-mn i think you should’ve …
you feelin’ hot, click clack is on yo block
pulling drive-by’s, slanging rocks, mouthin’ off at the cops
one by one watch ’em drop, we ain’t gon’ never stop
watchin’ mo’f-ckers after …….
i’m sick of bein’ tired, i’m sick of bein’ broke
i’m sick of you talking sh-t
got a .45 cal with a slug in the clip
when i squeeze this trigger … bullets in yo lip
do you really wanna end yo life right here right now
if you do we can do this
if you don’t step down motherf-cker, this the click clack clique
we oh so ruthless
we’ll leave you toothless, spittin’ blood through yo vocal cords
45’s, 50 cal’s, 38’s and 44’s
all locked ‘n loaded, work these corners like a 9 to 5
one on one, flick thugs, click clack, guttaside

you claim that east side, you claim that west side
you claim that north side, b-tch we claim that gutta side
and we gon’ rep it ’till the day that we die
or put a slug through your head
that’s the gangsta law of the block b-tch

you claim that south side, you claim that east side
you claim that west side,b-tch we claim that gutta side
and we gon’ rep it ’till the day that we die
or put a slug through your eye
that’s the gangsta law of the block b-tch

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