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Helen Gibson - In the Gutter lyrics
[Intro]
*kicking down a door*
 (Pooh-Man) Bitch where the motherfuckin son at?
 (Too $hort's Bitch) He not here ahhh it hurts!
 (Pooh-Man) Old Skool get this bitch eh! where $hort at?
 (Too $hort's Bitch) Pooh he's not here I don't know
 (Pooh-Man) Give that nigga a message bitch!
*Gunshot*
 Ain't No Love $hort
 We be takin shit in '94
 In the deuce we ain't bullshittin
 I want it all
 I want your jewelry, your motherfuckin car
 I want your whole safe nigga
 Yeah take off the motherfuckin Nikes
 What are they Fila
 Take the motherfuckers off mark
 [Verse 1: Pooh-Man]
 Grab my coat and my motherfuckin glock
 Now I'm headed out the door to the motherfuckin spot
 Got a G bundle for the brothers who be slanging
 And an extra clip in my coat for foo's who be banging
 The town of macks is gettin way hot now
 Police be tappin my phone and getting me locked down
 But it's an everyday thang if you slang
 20 zips gone in a matter of an hour man
 But I stay skeptic about fools that I deal with
 You slip once you get your cap peeled real quick
 Cuz nigga's are shistey as fuck!
 Going to drop off some yeh and your ass jacked the fuck up
 By some nigga's that you know baby
 Cuz most nigga's on your block straight be shady
 Out to get a grip no matter what it takes
 Make a mistake and find your ass dead in a fuckin lake
 With bullet holes in your body
 Because you ran into the neighbor hood John Gotte
 Faulty as hell ass brother
 Yeah just anther damn day in the gutter
 [Pooh-Man]
 You nigga's got something I want
 I'm taken it I give a fuck where your from mark
 That's right nigga
 Motherfuckers like us be takin shit in '94
 7 deuce in the motherfuckin house beyatch
 What the deuce look like nigga
 Any nigga I tell is a fake ass studio gangsta
 Leave the punk ass shit behind ya boy
 Come to the deuce and find out what it's all about punkHelen Gibson - In the Gutter - http://motolyrics.com/helen-gibson/in-the-gutter-lyrics.html
 [Verse 2: Pooh-Man]
 Anther jack move anther nigga to get with
 Up in Milwaukee with mighty on the mark us
 They gotta look with 100K with ease
 So we kicked in his door and put him on his knees
 Open your safe or loose your face
 And turn it to 11 to a motherfucking murder case
 He opened the safe and accepted the loss
 But the fool seen my face so I had to tear his off
 125K made in one motherfuckin day
 Back to the house to split the cash
 It equaled out to about 41 G's and a half
 Money seen money gone brother
 Mighty Mone just looked and said just a dead motherfucka
 Yeah you punk ass nigga
 Don't get into the game if you can't stand the heat killa
 Cuz real players know
 That there's always a nigga who will jack you for your cash-flo
 And you just met the brother
 And he's straight from the motherfuckin gutter
(Pooh-Man)
 Yeah you nigga want some motherfucking funk
 The bottom line is this you can meet the T *gun cocks*
 And after that it's all the fuck over with
 What that deuce look like nigga (what it look like)
 Yeah we be puttin nigga's on there mothafuckin backsides
 [Verse 3: Pooh-Man]
 Back in Cali at my mama's
 And already got involved in some motherfuckin drama
 Mom's said Moe called he needs you to page him
 Some foo's in a Mustang GT tried to blaze him
 So I hit him up on his pager
 He answered me quick
 And I'm like so what sup player
 The funk is on once again
 Break out the Thompsons, the AK's and the Mack 10's
 I called up Antoine and Old Skool
 Meet me at the spot you know this fools ain't cool
 Hopped in the national and got sideways to the curb
 Picked up Mellow with Moe Betta on 83rd
 They filled me on the way
 While Moe Betta slowly loaded up the AK
 Told me Moe was at some bitchs house
 They came in and damn blew out my partner brains out
 But he got off fast
 And put 1 outta of 2 on there motherfuckin ass
 As we was talkin we spotted the brothers
 Cut off the lights
 *Gunshots*
 Just anther day in the gutter








