Shot - Guts

[talking]: mofo's know what time it is,and am still rollin

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rollin up in your block
with 2gats,ready to take shot
am rolin higtez fo life,and am here to show what i got
and what you gotta know,i spray niggas in the dot
so dont come here fucking with me
am coming from the 8th rollin high street
and if you come act bad,you get choped like a meat
so lalylow becouse we rolling with real heat
i hear niggas talk but they aint shit
when i runned up in your block,and you got hit
now you wanna talk hard,nigga suck ma dick
you aint shit,remember we chased you out you little prick
i aint signed up but am about to soon
even if i do,i will rip shit up in the studio room
ma rap go's hard,so does ma flow
F**k any hater B***h ass hoe
talkin shit,but when comes to face,you laylow
niggas know,they cant step toe to toe
motherfuckers,all talk hard
you dickheads got chased by front yard
am tired of fake niggas,wannabe stars
but when they hear me in the mic,they run far
pussy's diss eachother now? i guese
try me,and you see yourself in death rest
talk like your shit,try come down the west
and if you are better come with your fuckin vest

/me listens
Lil Dan: Not bad he dont rhyme bad, but he's still on wrong side .

/me turns on the radio and notices the song
Ol' Familie : if dat foo' wouldt be dead now,he could have take him self too the top

/me turns on the Radio and sits down on the couch
/do *Shot - Guts* starts playing
Madd Dogg: And this fool is dead? Damn, he sound better than OG Loc.