O.T. Genasis - Cut It (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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O.T. Genasis - Cut It (en) Lyrics
Cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
Them bricks is way too hot,
you need to cut it
Your price is way too high,
you need to cut it
Run up them bands on the regular
Hittin' my plug on the celly, yeah
Tell my ex bitch that I'm sorry
Imma skate off in the 'Rari
Keep 36 by my side
Imma go bake me a pie
Keep 45 on my side
Fuck with my niggas, you die
All of my niggas say blood
All of my niggas say cuz
OT, I found me a plug
I got it straight out the mud
Keep it a hundred, no bullsh
I fell in love with the drugs
Bustin' it down in the tub
Pay me my money in dubs
Water whippin', lookin' like I'm fishin'
Baseball in kitchen, with my
arm I'm pitchin'
Rolie on, it's glistenin', and
my darling, kissin'
Niggas steady trippin' so I'm
steady grippin'
Dirty money on me, got a scale up on me
I don't fuck with phony, 'bout
to sell a pony
All these niggas on me, all
these bitches on me
Say my price is good,
motherfucker, show me
Went and bought a 911 with my trap money
A million up but still ain't
never touch my rap money
I'm out in LA fuckin' with that boy OT
Flew to LA, got a plug on that OG
You know I've been gettin'
money if you know me
When I first met my plug, I
told him I piss a hundred Gs
I ain't comin' to get it
unless you got a hundred piece
I don't want it, fuck it, your
price, you need to cut it
Your ice, you need to tuck it,
she fuck with me, she lucky
A half a million, all 20s in
that Gucci luggage
Let's skip the small talk,
it's time to talk numbers
Young nigga playin' with
commas, might go get a Lamb
for the summer
I've been outchea in these
streets all my life hustlin'
My nigga beefin' then I'm
beefin', wrong or right I'm
bustin'
My traphouse, I love it
Put some Forgis on my old
school and I had to gut it
But should I put a roof in?
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