Guns High

[Chorus: R. City] 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 [Verse 1: Ace Hood] 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'mma 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 pussies in panic [Chorus: R. City] 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 [Verse 2: Ace Hood] 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. H double-o D, the prodigy 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 courtesy, NIGGA [Chorus: R. City] 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 [Verse 3: R. City] 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 [Chorus: R. City] 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 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