Gutta - Mix and Measure Lyrics

Gutta (Woo Woo)
Gutta (Woo Woo)
Let me talk to them real quick
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Mixing that dope and I measure
Right now we talking bout extras
Old heads was whipping compressors
Never hung our head when they left us
We just got right to the business
Fiend knock at the door like who is this
Try that run off on the plug shit you got f*ck around get your kids hit
This that get to the bag flow
Confident and I'm a asshole
All my niggaz getting bread screaming gang chasing after moneybags yo
Finesse a nigga 2 times
Casanova left wit 2 dimes
All your niggaz form a second line its a casualty when them drums line
All my bitches naked in the kitchen cooking work up nigga this my stash house
Before they leave I'm checking ass cracks that's how them bitches robbed me at my last house
All my bitches naked in the kitchen cooking work up nigga this my stash house
Before they leave I'm checking ass cracks that's how them bitches robbed me at my last house
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Gutta switched on some other shit I was down bad with a bottom bitch
Now I'm up, the same chic from the bottom got her looking like a model bitch
Don't trip cause the four fifth she pack nigga it ain't about modeling
She the Quarterback back back and throw five from it like Donovan
Yea we talking bout eagles most of y'all see thru nah I don't need you
Rather puff a cohiba me and my people since we rode regals
Drop top with that Glock out
Niggaz squash shit that we pop bout
Throw a sign and them goons growl and get to Russian shit like its Moscow
Since we talking Russia nigga
F*ck it he dies he dies (He dies, he dies)
Wanna push me to my limit just know that my limits the sky (My limits the sky)
Since we talking Russia nigga
F*ck it he dies he dies (He dies, he dies)
Wanna push me to my limit just know that my limits the sky (My limits the sky)
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Mixing that dope and I measure
Break a brick down and compress her