Keep It Gutta
Lil Boosie Lyrics


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I raised up my project window
And I smell Indo
Hollered at my kin folk
After that I big smoke
I hit my nigga Gutta with them gutta ways
All of my cousins bussin' K's
So I was lead astray
And I don't pray, so I'm thinking bout death
I never once, thought bout blinking myself
Cause I got bank to accept!

You heard that green and yellow cd
That bitch gutta!
The world-wide struggle
Or the one about my mother (Child so bad)
I'm bangin' on the corner down in Cali
With the Bloods and Crips
See Lil' Boosie, yeah Lil' Boosie, man we love that shit!
I figured that I'd die in jail if I stay in the hood
So I'm tryin' to make a mil
And get the fuck out Baton Rouge

I wish Tupac'a hear the shit that I was speaking to you
I betcha Tupac'a have Lil' Boosie on an album or two
And did my daddy go to Thug Mansion?
(Shiiit)If he did
I know he saved a spot for his kid
And we gone G' it!

(Chorus: repeat 2X)
Keep it gutta, nigga! (Gutta, gutta, gutta! Yeah)
Cause I'm a victim of this game! (Victim of this game mane!)
Let's keep it gutta, nigga! (All the way gutta!)
Cause I was taught to get it hard like a man! For sheezy!

Verse two, is for my hearse crew
Like Raw Nitty, Lil D, and Big Ro too
Do you remember smoking dust with Silky Slim, headbussa?!
When we was slangin' nine
And had these niggaz scared of us!
My hood full of floods (floods)
But my hood full of thugs
Who in that pen
Rep Baton Rouge til the day that they touch

And you don't know a nigga gutta as me! (Gutta)
Who can tell ya some shit that ya mother'a see
Like you bein' locked up, til 2003
When you 'posed to be out chea
Flickin' and ballin like me
And all I see, is eyes on me
So like Pac
I hope it's not another fucking robbery

I ain' no rookie!
Fourteen, sellin' cookies!
Had all the hoes looking!
And ya know why nigga
Because I'm gutta!
My pants hang low
My eyes looking wicked too
My throwback cost 400
It's from 1952!
And ya bitch, you! (Bitch you!)

If you wanna leave this club
I suggest
You don't come around here and try to beef with us
This for my niggaz and guhls
Keep ya head up!
And I'ma keep my bread up
And make ya throw the set up!
I'm keepin' it gutta!

(Chorus)

What you about robbing to eat
What you about peeping yo hood out
To see who want ya to cease
That's the beginning
The ending, is 10 billion (10 billion)
Then I'm threw
Sign all my niggaz deals so they can live, like Lil Boo
I was led on this path to hate
Since I was little
Across the street a ship plant
And next door a fuckin' killer

Calvin Ricks was the shit
It wasn't no ridin' in South
I use to joy his purple jeep
When I walk in my house
And on my chedda chase
I done saw better days
Never thought my selfish ways
Have me blowing purple haze

It hurts to say (Hurts to say)
That my daddy left this world
I wish he could be here to see my pretty ass lil girl
But he can't, so I drink
Get mad and I don't think (Fuck it)
Smoke dro, by the ounce
And sip syrup, by the pint
Ain' too many can fuck with me
That's on my generation




Shouts out to all my niggaz
And my haters who be hatin', get ya hate on!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lil Boosie's song Keep It Gutta depict personal struggles with growing up in a dangerous environment surrounded by violence and drugs. The first verse talks about being lead astray due to the influence of his cousins who are "bussin' K's" and the constant temptation to turn to drugs and death. He also mentions not thinking about taking his own life because he has money to make instead. In the chorus, he emphasizes the importance of keeping it "gutta" or real, and how he was taught to work hard for what he wants, even in difficult situations.


The second verse goes into more detail about his personal experiences, mentioning individuals from his past who have been involved in criminal activity, such as Silky Slim and Calvin Ricks. He also reflects on his own upbringing, selling drugs at the age of 14 and wearing expensive throwback jerseys to impress women. However, Lil Boosie ultimately has aspirations to leave his dangerous environment and make a better life for himself and his family.


The song touches on themes of resilience and perseverance in the face of adversity. Lil Boosie recognizes the struggles of growing up in an environment plagued by crime and poverty, yet he refuses to succumb to the temptation of drugs and violence. Instead, he works hard and makes music, hoping to leave his past behind and inspire others to do the same.


Line by Line Meaning

I raised up my project window
I opened my car window in the projects


And I smell Indo
I can smell marijuana


Hollered at my kin folk
I talked to my family


After that I big smoke
I smoked a lot of marijuana


I hit my nigga Gutta with them gutta ways
I introduced my friend Gutta to the hood lifestyle


All of my cousins bussin' K's
My cousins are carrying and using guns


So I was lead astray
I was influenced negatively


And I don't pray, so I'm thinking bout death
I don't pray and it makes me think of my mortality


I never once, thought bout blinking myself
I've never considered suicide


Cause I got bank to accept!
I have money to make


You heard that green and yellow cd
You've heard my mixtape


That bitch gutta!
It's very raw


The world-wide struggle
Life is hard everywhere


Or the one about my mother (Child so bad)
I have songs about the struggles of the world or my family life


I'm bangin' on the corner down in Cali
I'm hanging out on a street corner in California


With the Bloods and Crips
I'm hanging out with gang members


See Lil' Boosie, yeah Lil' Boosie, man we love that shit!
People like my music


I figured that I'd die in jail if I stay in the hood
I thought I would end up in jail if I stayed in the hood


So I'm tryin' to make a mil
I'm trying to make a million dollars


And get the fuck out Baton Rouge
And leave my hometown of Baton Rouge


I wish Tupac'a hear the shit that I was speaking to you
I wish Tupac could hear my music and message


I betcha Tupac'a have Lil' Boosie on an album or two
I think Tupac would have collaborated with me


And did my daddy go to Thug Mansion?
I wonder if my father is in heaven


(Shiiit)If he did
If he is in heaven


I know he saved a spot for his kid
I believe he secured a place for me in heaven


And we gone G' it!
And we're going to keep it real


(Chorus: repeat 2X)
The chorus is repeating twice


What you about robbing to eat
Are you willing to rob to survive?


What you about peeping yo hood out
Are you checking out your neighborhood for safety?


To see who want ya to cease
To see who wants to harm you


That's the beginning
That's where it starts


The ending, is 10 billion (10 billion)
The ending is financial success


Then I'm threw
Then I'm finished


Sign all my niggaz deals so they can live, like Lil Boo
I want to help my friends succeed like me


I was led on this path to hate
I was brought up with hatred


Since I was little
Since I was young


Across the street a ship plant
There was a shipyard across the street


And next door a fuckin' killer
There was a murderer living next door


Calvin Ricks was the shit
Calvin Ricks was a cool guy


It wasn't no ridin' in South
Driving in the South was difficult


I use to joy his purple jeep
I used to ride in his purple jeep and enjoy it


When I walk in my house
When I enter my home


And on my chedda chase
On my pursuit to make money


I done saw better days
I've experienced better situations


Never thought my selfish ways
I didn't realize how self-centered I was


Have me blowing purple haze
I smoke a lot of marijuana


It hurts to say (Hurts to say)
It's painful to say


That my daddy left this world
My father passed away


I wish he could be here to see my pretty ass lil girl
I wish my father could meet my daughter


But he can't, so I drink
But he's gone, so I cope with alcohol


Get mad and I don't think (Fuck it)
I get angry and act impulsively


Smoke dro, by the ounce
I smoke a lot of marijuana


And sip syrup, by the pint
I drink a lot of cough syrup mixed with soda


Ain' too many can fuck with me
There aren't many people who can outdo me


That's on my generation
That's how my generation is


Shouts out to all my niggaz
Shout outs to all my friends


And my haters who be hatin', get ya hate on!
I acknowledge my haters and tell them to keep hating




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