Tut - Live From Chattanooga lyrics

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Tut - Live From Chattanooga lyrics

[Verse 1] Reporting live from them Chattanooga streets Tryna' keep the peace Swimming in them lakes out in the east Pray it never sink Keep your eyes open when you sleep Dog, don't even blink Doing homicides at fifteen They don't even think (f** that sh**!) Cold blooded, cold-hearted n***as retarded I do this for my n***as with blickas', won't be a target I do this for my single mothers who ain't got the patience And for the children who don't know where the f** they daddy stayin' I ain't waiting on no hand outs, been had this planned out I stand out like a bump on your lip, i'm a pimp Where's that steak and shrimp? Mix that white sauce and that hot sauce all up in my sh**, b**h [Hook x2] 2, 3 n***a's gettin' high in the Cadillac Ride Til' I Die playin' softly in the back All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's Chattanooga, hallelujah It's bout' time we f**in' made it [Verse 2] The south back, you n***as better watch that Your main lady, we housed that And she don't know where any of our house at Knock you out, this sh** sound like pap-pap p**y boy go take a cat nap Back in this b**h with my backpack Put the town on my back like a back tat I be that n***a just rollin' and smokin' Was teachin' Jamoki, just how to switch gears in the stick (Skrrt!) Stallin' my engine and sh**, we was talking about b**hes and kicks, uh Real OG, spill O-E for my n***as locked Motherf** a court judge and cops And thots, n***a, we coming after ya Giving ‘em shots like we bout to send ‘em to Africa Drinking to much Actavis, that must be why they acting up Only getting closer mothaf**a', ain't no backing up [Hook x2] 2, 3 n***a's gettin' high in the Cadillac Ride Til' I Die playin' softly in the back All I ever wanted was a Jeep on all gold Dayton's Chattanooga, hallelujah It's bout' time we f**in' made it (Interlude)