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Gutta Butta easy guitar chords by Goodie Mob
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Verse 1
Yo,
we gon
do
it like
this
Straight
out
the parts
that they
disregard
Never
considered
ok
Now
don't
get
mad,
nigga
get
glad
Goodie
got
them
brand
new trash
bags
dag
And
they
know
where
to
dump
that
ass
In
the
Cha-
tahoochie
River with
the rest
of the
kids
That
did
business
outside
la
familias
Gettin
ya
touched
Diamond
cut
Blunts
roastin
whole
through
tea
bags
Blowin
bubbles
out
the wrong
end
Mud
in your
stool
piles
Flamin
hotter
than
Death
Valley
The gateway
to
where
ever
your
sick
tickle
desire
The
gangsters
of this
other
century
Transforming
hustlers
and
players
into
sissies
So
slim
goodie
You
don't
want
no
drug
boy
He'll
leave
you
barefooted
and
pregnant
Don't
get
too
comfortable
You
ain't
gon
be
here
too
long
G's
get
locked
up
and
die
(clean)
Most
lie
in
they
own
cell
home
Trust
the
tree
on the
map
This
one
individual
thought
he
was
the
Grim
Reaper
Swore,
couldn't
nobody
put
a finger
on
his
naps
Now
he
up
under
the
bridge
stankin
In his
birthday
suit
Used
to always
holler
about
how
he
was
gon
do
a brother
(get
him!)
Beat him to
the
punch-
line,
one
time
Being
forced
into
early
retirement
at
the
age
of
26
Palms
feel
like
bricks
peeling
from
distributing
crack
Crumb
snatchers
and
goo-
gobblers
struggle
To
stay
on top
of
sand
dunes
Some
mouths
born
with
silver
spoons
Verse 2
Make your
bed
you
gotta
sleep
in
it
Mistakes
made
Baking
soda
kept
the
neats
clean
Narrow
like
a ravine
Digits
fell
good
news
Last
hole,
green
jacket
worn,
body
in
two
Left
by
oh-
no
Soul
been
gone,
disappeared
like
the
dude
Once
the
temperature
rise
But
I'm
with
my
Lawd
(lord)
Please
bricks,
still
ship
Half
the
pipes
are
gettin
sold
out
convienience stores
Where
ya
at
now?
Comming
around
trying
to sniff
out
sounds
Well
rounded
kept
you
strictly
grounded
for
your
ear
The
dogs
are gettin
closer
to
the
coons
now
can
you
hear?
I
smell
fear
and
even
if
your
eyes
was
closed
Verse 3
Your
ass
couldn't
catch
your
tear
Lies,
straws,
mirrors
and
plates
Nicks,
dimes,
fifties,
and cakes
Why
can't
I
escape
These
lies,
straw,
mirrors
and
plates?
Verse 4
In
the
land
of
jacks
I
got
my
axe
over
the
tracks
with
stacks
Upon
the map
in
the vault
Where
this
cat's
trying
to sniff
me
out
I'm
in the
south
west
woods
working
all
about
Paper
capers,
never
hurtin
brothers
to
obtain
If
I
can't
refrain
cause
some
of
these niggas
snortin
cain
And really
don't
know
which
way
to
go
Confused,
you'll
abuse
anybody
for
a fix
Hits
go
for
ten
bucks,
go
for
20 and they
good
and
plenty
Fat
baggies
like
?Maggies?
muffin
Where
the
kid
do
the stuffin
Silly
of
these
young
niggas
watching
me
As
I turn
figures
into
solitare
Twirl up
my
hair
(down south)
Pray
to
God
I don't
have
to do
him
Like
I never
knew
or
had
no
clue
to
who
you
was
Cuz,
face
to
face
with a
scar
engraved
upon
his
left
cheek
So
to
speak,
I'm
more
like
a
icon
when
it
was done
to
approach
my
mosse
Be
on
that
Rossie
like
The
Click
So
I
stay
ready
for
combat
and watch
the rich
get
rich
off
it
Verse 5
Lies,
straws,
mirrors
and plates
Nicks,
dimes,
fifties,
and
cakes
Why
can't
I
escape
These
lies,
straw,
mirrors
and
plates?
Verse 6
Nigga
I
ain't
shit,
I just
know
how
to rhyme
a little
bit
Nigga
please,
I'm
still
trying
to squeeze
my fat
ass
in
where
I
fit
Now
I got
a little
dough,
but
it ain't
that
much
mo
Than
any
other
nigga
I know
We
all
still
poor
I
don't sell
dope
(what you
doin?)
I sell
hope
You
wanna
size
me
up
my nigga
then wear
a
scope
Cause
you gon
see
me
on
MLK and
on
T.V
I ain't
got
no
fear,
my
nigga
I was
born
& raised
right
here
Late
one
night
I
was in
a pearl
white
Acura Legendary
I
got
that
thang
with
me cause
it's necessary
Shit,
I was just
ridin
Wasn't
even
thinking'bout collidin
But I kept
seeing
the same
headlights
running
stop
signs
and
red
lights
I'd
done prepared
myself
to die
if
it's
my
time
to
go
He
said
"you know
what it
is,
you done
seen
it
before"
This sad,
of
course
I'mma
be mad
Well
here
you
can
have
it got
damnit if you
want
it
that
bad
You would
try
to take
from me,
my nigga
I
ain't
no star
I
value
both
of
our
lives
more
than
this
car
You
lucky
nigga,
I
used to
be
you
Shit
and
I'd
bust
a hole
in your
chest
somebody
could
see
through
Now
remember,
shit,
you
could've
died
tonight
And
I would've
been
in
the right
I
ain't even
pissed
you could
just drop
me
off at
the house
Cause
I ain't
ready
to die
about
nothin
like
this
He-
he- he-
he-
he-
he
Everythang cool
my nigga,
you
could
just
drop
me
off
at
the house
Namsayin?
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