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'