Lyrics:
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
the bitches
In the stan fucking smithas
Man im flowing I'm flowing
Smoking and smoking
Rollin dope by the ocean and EAST COAST
Mane we get dirty rollin blunts
'Wop you little snitch
You make me mad, I have a threesome with your bitch
I'm from costa east Atlanta, yeah the 6
I make one brick turn to two, I
G-money, Nino, comin through takin the carter, takin the
Carter ace and that henny and that goose mane
We on it on it just like Que I got the juice mane
saying?
I got the East coast locked the fuck down (he taking over, that's his shit)
Know what I'm saying?
Hear my shit, nigga (Brooklyn Zu, Brooklyn
life jacket
Living for what might happen
We was in quick trip
Listening to Gucci mane
My Auntie Bettie used to take us to the movies then
My older
hit rock bottom no support from mama but I just continued to flow
In East Atlanta I went homeless
Got love for niggas reppin Zone 6
If wasn't for them
Let my nuts & Mic hang
No one ever knows the drama
That I might bring
Chilling with the drama king
But this ain't Broadway, mane
Armed forces, more
'em make Scream 3
Six rappers being hunted by a killa MC
I never killed a bianca with a 36D
A party with the bitches on my planet lookin' crispy
here with this thang
It's all delicious baby
[Verse 3:]
I got dat type of funk to make ya ?? scream three
Six rappaz beein hunted by a killa MC
I
stop
nigga this Oakland, the city of dope
You know where that crack shit was invented
and smoked by these ghetto chemists years ago
on Plymouth street we
nerve
3 thousand 5 hundred dollars call that a loui' purse
A pent house sweet for me and her, call that a loss her skirt
Nigga out shine Gucci mane I
lit the torch in Atlanta you can't tell me shit
Gucci mane been out my nigga you can't get a brick
Ain't no foreigns out yo garage you can't get a stick
γιατί δεν απαντάει
Time pass by, I pass, bye, bye
Τώρα τραγουδάν για Gucci, είναι Mane
Όσο θυμίζουμε στα νιάτα του το Gucci Mane
Όλοι rapάρουν μα ό, τι
bein selfish
you should share
with yo click (oh let do iiiittt)
make yo girl give me brain
she a real freaky girl ask gucci mane
she make yo balls
Stuntin' on the low so they feel better
Damn, why they hatin' on a real nigga?
East side Atlanta where they kill niggas
I was in a coma but I stayed with you
an inspiration
From the 6 to the Chi, got so much in common
Gucci Mane and Common
Did you see this comin'?
Nigga with an attitude
A hundred miles and runnin'
I
I was making records but wasn't making money
You can take it seriously or you can think its funny
By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous Music
it seriously or you can think it's funny
By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous Music
And I made the song "These are the tales, the freaky tales"
Legend out the 2-6 (Whoa)
Y'all know who the truth is (Whoa)
Crazy like a movie by that nigga Stanley Kubrick (Whoa)
Perfect time to pop up (Whoa)
Wet
I'm on that Trick Daddy
I'm on that Juice Man (aye)
I'm on that Flokka Flame (Wokka Flokka)
Plus I'm on that Gucci Mane (Gucci Gucci burrr bitch)
out the way (out the way)..And you know I'm from the A
(Yeah, What up Atlanta?!
Zone three, Zone six,
East Side, West Side, South Side
Zone two, you
a deala
Mr. ice cream man, yo neighborhood drug deala
Nigga dat's bout it, down south we rowdy
From atlanta to texas, niggaz won't y'all read about
Got 20 plus 20, that a 40 on my hip
A nigga on a mission, I could never slip
Out here in Atlanta, got
Some shooters with me, i could never slip
Whip
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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