Guns High Lyrics - Dj Khaled Presents Ace Hood Gutta - Ace Hood

We come from a city where the young dies 

So why not get to use and push your guns high 

Bout to lose and that's the reason why we must try 

The streets hot from the night to the sunrise 

And this is what it sounds like 

Came up from the ground now 

I woke up on the morning yawnin 

Mind addicted to money, grab the clip and them hundreds 

and half a ounce of that scummy 

Ready to hit the block, tryna to seek em before they tell me 

If I don't make it home, tell my mama to pray for me 

I'm a get it cuz I gotta, raced in it from the bottom 

Pussy nigga get shot up, so shut up and give me props 

Niggas they want me dead, and I swear that it ain't no stoppin 

I'ma go out and get it, just watch me pop off your socket 

Play the eighth for you haters, they see me at corner packin 

We the best that's the lesson, I take you pussys to college 

Imagine me, I'm Gutta, to be the best is a habit 

I swear that til I parish, I keep these pussys in panic 

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We come from a city where the young dies 

So why not get to use and push your guns high 

Bout to lose and that's the reason why we must try 

The streets hot from the night to the sunrise 

And this is what it sounds like 

Came up from the ground now 

Watch me move through the city, caught up in my religion 

Only vision to get it, is to take it without a witness 

Say that they want me dead and it's fuck em, that's my decision. 

Fuck em with middle fingers, them punks in the penitentary 

Walk the block with this energy, give a mug at my enemy 

Tell em who they supposed to be, hang em up like a poster be 

Play em like monopoly, til the end of my time I be 

G.U.T.T.A, Mr. Ace double-o D, the protigy 

Tell em they can follow me, only cabbage and celery 

Gettin money heavily, smokin up on that privately 

Ain't no vegitarians, play with me and you burn with me 

Better have a pass to hit my streets with the curtosy 

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We come from a city where the young dies 

So why not get to use and push your guns high 

Bout to lose and that's the reason why we must try 

The streets hot from the night to the sunrise 

And this is what it sounds like 

Came up from the ground now 

Life from the ghetto, we be real-al 

People only recognize, the real-al 

Cops hate because we don't squeal-al 

But we don't give a fuck bout how them feel-el 

See ain't nobody stoppin way, tell them fast seat back away 

Love where we come from, know where we come from 

We don't care bout what them got to say 

Let them know that we do not play, takin over soon as they 

Let us open the door, so we can shibbi-dibbi do ba deh 

We come from a city where the young dies 

So why not get to use and push your guns high 

Bout to lose and that's the reason why we must try 

The streets hot from the night to the sunrise 

And this is what it sounds like 

Came up from the ground now