Guttah guttah

[Verse 1: Dopehead] Guttah guttah, smother your mother A lot of niggas hated him but that was my brother Always kept it 100 and that's why i love him And when he came home from jail he stayed with me and my momma Flashback to '06 spinal(??) printers, 7 dollars for point 6 We got that cali kush, low-pack, cracks, tryin' to get rich We got the whole campus on lock and nobody snitch Some shit popped off, i can't translate it But guttah beat the fiend got the whole spot raided Damn that's my nigga always have good times And when we cop j's he could only rock kid-size Getting high, laughing puffin' reefer Back when b-moe told guttah bet your sneakers So when I roll a blunt, I shed a tear And niggas from my hood, don't even care That's fucked up, it ain't fair My nigga was a soldier, told me luke they can't hold you [Verse 2: Dopehead] My cousin grew up in Detroit, moved to VA they took his life He tried to get this money, ot, every day a sacrifice He called me every day and night, telling me luke you got to write And when i come visit the D imma change everybodys life But the devil was at work, niggas hated outta spite Guttah told me kill these rappers, fuck these haters, live your life If they hate, then let them hate, if its drama we gon' ride Killas never hesitate, snitches never see the trial He told me "nigga life is filed When you're rolling with the team And you're tryna' get the ring And nevertheless bro show your style" He said this summer we gon' kill them When we walk up in the building With them bruisers we're familiar making everybody proud Told me he would call me back, bouta' go kill it on the block I woke up the next morning to the sad news guttah was shot By his brothers cousin set-up killed straight on the block By his brothers cousin set-up killed straight on the block Fix this lyrics please