Cut Em Off

[Intro]
(Rush Murda)
Nigga
We gon' see what's up
We gon' see what's up
I hear all you niggas talking out there, man
We eatin' right now, but we gon' see what's up with you niggas in a minute
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Keep hearin' niggas speakin' on my pockets that don't eat with us
Heard some pussy niggas talkin' down, we gon' see what's up
Right now a nigga livin', was trappin', now I'm travellin'
Was Miami, now it's Cali', park the foreign right at the mansion
I get back to the D, I'm back movin' like a ghost
Got somethin' heavy in my stash but I'm movin' like I'm broke
Send an extra to my mans who might never make parole
'Cause he loyal to the gang and he stood by what he know
Used to stand on the corner waiting for my next sale to come
Now I'm in the 'burbs chilling, waitin' for the mill' to run
My nigga out in Cali' that I paid to wrap it for me
My ho send an address while I start the tracking number
Still got my rapper money, I get paid to talk cash shit
Dawg send the deposit, I'ma come collect the backend
Don't care 'bout what you niggas did back then
We ballin' right this second, give a fuck about the past tense, nigga

[Chorus]
If your homies ain't right, you need to cut 'em off
If them bitches actin' trife, you need to cut 'em off
If your boyfriend broke, baby, cut him off
Catch them niggas out in traffic, we gon' cut 'em off
When them pussy niggas talking, cut 'em off
See some broke niggas walkin', go and cut 'em off
If your nigga hold you back, you need to cut him off
If them bitches hold you back, you need to cut 'em off

[Verse 2]
Ten fine biches at my crib, that's a ho challenge
Why you niggas naked outside doin' the snow challenge?
Drinking half a pint in one day for my dope habit
You just a broke nigga with a gun, you ain't no savage
Everyday, I'm hearin' people sayin' they want the old me
They like a nigga better when I was fucked up with no cheese
When I ain't have a crib, I was sleeping with the dope fiends
When I was copping half tracks, when I ain't even smoke weed
Still be on the same street, still be with my same niggas
And it's still fuck the other side that ain't change with me
Got some niggas I ain't never met that wanna hang with me
Actin' like a groupie, well, that's how you getting played, nigga
Rest in peace to Wifi, R.I.P. to Blade, nigga
Now these new niggas rapping 'bout the shit they ain't living
Stay away from these sucker niggas that got hate in 'em
Life like a fake nigga, die like a fake nigga, pussy

[Chorus]
If your homies ain't right, you need to cut 'em off
If them bitches actin' trife, you need to cut 'em off
If your boyfriend broke, baby, cut him off
Catch them niggas out in traffic, we gon' cut 'em off
When them pussy niggas talking, cut 'em off
See some broke niggas walkin', go and cut 'em off
If your nigga hold you back, you need to cut him off
If them bitches hold you back, you need to cut 'em off

[Outro]
(Rush Murda)