[Chorus: Juicy J]
N***as so cutthroat, they robbing on [?]
Heard they on [?], they think they shit gutter
N***as so gone, off that [?]
They ain't even thinkin bout the risks they take

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Your life gon flash before your eyes from that 45
Bullets stuffed right up in your head, n***a you could die
High up the Mafia is the clique down for homicides
All of us is murderers, all that stuff you heard, bruh it ain’t no ly
N***as ain't got no [?]
[?] wonderin' why
So with the vilance in the hood, how you stay alive?
Always watch your bag and keep it real, but they still [?]
Bust and crack your head over he said she said
[?] from that led to your deathbed
[?] this is real, you can’t do that
Spit the words like you selling dope, you undercover rat

[Chorus: Juicy J]
N***as so cutthroat, they robbing on [?]
Heard they on [?], they think they shit gutter
N***as so gone, off that [?]
They ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risks they take
N***as so cutthroat, they robbing on [?]
Heard they on [?], they think they shit gutter
N***as so gone, off that [?]
They ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risks they take
[Verse 2: Project Pat]
40 racks [?]
Slanging packs [?]
[?] to your head, where that money at?
[?]
Spending money on these hoes, I see you [?] lost your focus
[?] like the Joker, this ain't no [?]
Loading up the choppers, it's crook by the book
Run past your mama house, your boy saw me ridin’
Shooting up your mama house, [?]
Yeah you owe me ten racks, plus a soldier had no bricks
[?] what that got to do with this?
[?]
Beat your brains out like a hooker
[?] pistol in his mouth, I cock it

[Chorus: Juicy J]
N***as so cutthroat, they robbing on [?]
Heard they on [?], they think they shit gutter
N***as so gone, off that [?]
They ain’t even thinkin' ’bout the risks they take
N***as so cutthroat, they robbing on [?]
Heard they on [?], they think they shit gutter
N***as so gone, off that [?]
They ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risks they take
[Verse 3: Brisco]
See they [?]
[?]
No table manners, no morals, no respect for your peers
[?] got him stressing for dollars
Got him looking for trouble, got him opening his chopper
I remember when my old girl [?]
She said them n***as cutthroat, and all these hoes phoney
That’s embedded in my head, for my quest to get baken
And I be dambed if I let another motherfucker take it
3 /6 a lot of us, touring on a larger bus
Fuck going to jail, [?]
We [?] baking soda, making large bags
And we all know, a hard head make a soft ass

[Chorus: Juicy J]
N***as so cutthroat, they robbing on [?]
Heard they on [?], they think they shit gutter
N***as so gone, off that [?]
They ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risks they take
N***as so cutthroat, they robbing on [?]
Heard they on [?], they think they shit gutter
N***as so gone, off that [?]
They ain't even thinkin' 'bout the risks they take