Lyrics:
Mane, on God, I'm sendin' your ass to God
Don't talk about my enemies, they dead to me, why bring 'em up?
This .223 gon' end the beef (grrah), they
a new crib by the lake side
What is life? Life is love and I love my girl
So if life a bitch, then I'm tryna fuck the world
Yeah fuck 'em girl you
her by the neck
They like unhand her
I'm rey
I'm rey
I'm rey cut up
Ask about me
They gon' tell you straight up
Kam about it
I got akh niggas goin' ham
from the block
Now I gotta whole thang
And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane
I hate lame niggas so this a hate crime
Rich niggas shit up on em
, Waka Flocka and ya boy big Ball
Hard from the start; I ain't never been no fuckin lame
Here I go with Waka Flocka, here I go with Gucci Mane
One
everything
I'm gudda gudda, gudda gudda, I put that shit on Gucci Mane
Brick Squad is what the fuck I claim, goom y'all niggas off the chain (Loony)
Lookin'
Crist', fuck bitches
And send them goons if them goons on our shitlist
Guess what I heard? Gucci Mane back
Guess what I heard? Man he reppin Big Cat
Take a ni hao*
Tryna part my river-see With the red
I be feelin’ like newbie, New G, O.G. Now
I’m on my Gucci mane glow up Imma star I blow up
No shame I
C4 c4
And the CEO
Gucci Mane’s a G, G i’m tryna sell a P, P’s
From A to Z (From A to Z) you know about B
You know about B
You know I fuck with Wee
my house, I'm like a babysitter (a babysitter)
Gucci Mane and Shiesty twins, we bait him in, then play the nigga (slime)
Machine gun friends, twin
TRU (M16 Productions)
Yeah
This my letter to the rap game
Hip hop, I'm a product of the trap, mane
When crack came, I didn't know how to act,
TRU (M16 Productions)
Yeah
This my letter to the rap game
Hip hop, I'm a product of the trap, mane
When crack came, I didn't know how to act,
Gucci Mane in the buildng (Gucci Gucci)
Laflare entertainment (Laflare)
Zaytoven on the track (Zay Tiggy)
That nigga Dest in the buildin (that boy
and it cost a pretty penny
(Pint) gucci Mane, the dawg
The freshest nigga in the city
All these bosses
Beat the trap soup with the racks
He caught the law
they at?)
There them bitches go (there they go)
Tell them bitches no (no)
Why? cause they move too slow (slow)
I'm looking, I seen em
I like em, I
I been a
Soulja Boy
Yup in my
White T
Get a stain
Off in that bitch
I Buy a new pack
Next week
No Gucci Mane
But the lemonade
Make a Nigga squeeze
the smartest, I go super ham retarded
I'm a dog like that British Terrier working for target
I'm on fi-yer, other rappers they tend to get burnt up
If it ain't
bitch, owe me money, think he finessin'
And I know my dawg ain't no ho, they go ham when they stretch him
I'm a boss and that's for sure, put my main
Nigga got game, I'm like Gucci Mane
She a keeper mane, she go both ways
Make her fall in love, fuck, smoke a blunt
Now when we drunk, wake that pussy
on the Bible
Servin' my cuz outta town, they said I was devilish
'Cause I wouldn't go to revival
Gucci Mane talk of the town
Now when I touch down, I'm
Gucci Mane, it's my city
Close the curtains in my Maybach
Diamonds dancing with the stars
Got 'em glancing at the ice
Pockets fat as Kelly Price
give me brain better hold her hair
100 Grand in the bag just to make you stare
Re-up wit the man
Gucci Mane LaFlare
[Chorus]
Go with our rental
Or you can scram cocksuck if you a hater mane
I keep 'em ladies going uh-uh-uh,
Uh-uh-uh (haa), uh-uh-uh (yea), uh-uh-uh
I'm a grown mane, Thug
broke
Gucci mane la chat, we in and out the trap fast
Leaving out yo house, 30 birds in my book bag
[Chorus]
OK, check that bitch that wake up
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