Cut Throat

Southern smoke

Ayo, hold up, Smalls, hold up, man

Yo, let's make sure these motherfuckers got

The volume turned all the fuckin' way up

Deezy Smalls may be found in critical

Condition after playing this exclusive

Niggas so cutthroat, they rob they own brother (Damn)

Hurt they own mother (Damn) and think that shit butter (Lame)

Niggas so gone off that bacon

And they ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risk they takin'

Your life gon' flash before your eyes from that .45

Bullet dump right up in your head, nigga, you can die

High Park Mafia is the clique down for homicides

All them unsolved murders that you heard, bruh, it ain't no lie

Niggas, they got money kicked, now even bodies fly

Up to three throat slit, people wonderin' why

So much gang violence in the hood, how you stay alive?

Always watch your back and keep it real, but they still'll find

Who's to crack your head over he said, she said?

Send you straight to the med from that lead to your deathbed

Pay as it may seem, this is real, you can't do that

Spreadin' the word like you sellin'

Dope, you undercover rat (Damn, fool)

Who's to crack your head over he said, she said?

Send you straight to the med from that lead to your deathbed

Pay as it may seem, this is real, you can't do that

Spreadin' the word like you sellin' dope, you undercover rat

Niggas so cutthroat, they rob they own brother (Damn)

Hurt they own mother (Damn) and think that shit butter (Lame)

Niggas so gone off that bacon

And they ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risk they takin'

Niggas so cutthroat, they rob they own brother (Damn)

Hurt they own mother (Damn) and think that shit butter (Lame)

Niggas so gone off that bacon

And they ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risk they takin'

Forty racks, fifty racks, slangin' niggas dummy facts

A .40 to his shotty to your head, where the money at?

Get your orders, yeah, they told us that you out here ridin' low

Spendin' money on these hoes, I see you done lost your focus

Circle crazy like the Joker, fool, this ain't no comic book

Loadin' up the choppers with the guns cooked by the cook

Roll past your mama house, your boy saw me ridin'

'Cause shootin' up your mama house should bring you 'bout a hiding

Yeah, you owe me ten racks

'Cause a soldier have to break the dope and jump his back, right?

What that got to do with it? Looks to me you need a cooker

Beat your brains out like a hooker who laid on a pimp's pocket

Pistol in his mouth, I cock it

Niggas so cutthroat, they rob they own brother (Damn)

Hurt they own mother (Damn) and think that shit butter (Lame)

Niggas so gone off that bacon

And they ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risk they takin'

Niggas so cutthroat, they rob they own brother (Damn)

Hurt they own mother (Damn) and think that shit butter (Lame)

Niggas so gone off that bacon

And they ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risk they takin'

See, they don't like me to lecture or put that real in they ear

No table manners, no morals or no respect for your peers

Could it be the recession that got 'em stressin' for dollars?

Got 'em lookin' for trouble and got 'em totin' they choppers

I remember what my old girl told me

She said niggas cutthroat and all these hoes phony

That's embedded in my head on my quest to get bacon

And I'll be damned if I let another motherfucker take it

Mafia, three-six, a lot of us tourin' on a larger bus

Fuck goin' to jail, ask the COs for larger cuffs

We all know bacon soda make a lot fast

And we all know a hard head make a soft ass

Niggas so cutthroat, they rob they own brother (Damn)

Hurt they own mother (Damn) and think that shit butter (Lame)

Niggas so gone off that bacon

And they ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risk they takin'

Niggas so cutthroat, they rob they own brother (Damn)

Hurt they own mother (Damn) and think that shit butter (Lame)

Niggas so gone off that bacon

And they ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risk they takin'