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gucci mane - back in 95
Ha ha ha
Trap service announcement
Real niggers is back
Dj Holiday
Holiday season!
Gucci
Trap back
When I first started back in 1995
I wasn't moving keys, I was buying 1.5
I started coming up
Junkies recognize my face
Paid a quarter million dollars just to beat a murder case
Holiday season
When I first started back in 1995
I wasn't moving keys, I was buying 1.5
I started coming up
Junkies recognize my face
Paid a quarter million dollars just to beat a murder case
Holiday season
When I first started back in 1995
I wasn't moving keys, I was buying 1.5
I started coming up
Junkies recognize my face
Paid a quarter million dollars just to beat a murder case
They used to run up on me, be like "Gucci what you know? "
I tell them "get this glass and get the fuck away from me hoe"
And everywhere I go it became an instant cut
Cause they knew I had those 20's and them big fat monkey nuts
Can't be scared of the dark when you come from miles apart
Shooting dice and playing cards, selling blow out of the park
Had it fresh on your sister but I used to sell your mama
Breaking 50's down to dimes was my job for the summer
And my job for the winter, cooking bricks all in the kitchen
Junkies dead at the carwash cause I heard that they was snitching
Sure jumping like a chill man and help me buy my tills
Dope D. Willy used to finger fuck my rims
They forgetting on my name so they used to call me Black
If you beat me for a twenty beat ya I'm a call you back
She on the dope man dick cause I'm a nigger with a sack
I'm the hustler of the year and I know that for a fact
When I first started back in 1995
I wasn't moving keys, I was buying 1.5
I started coming up
Junkies recognize my face
Paid a quarter million dollars just to beat a murder case
Holiday season
They used to run up on me, be like "Gucci what you know? "
I tell them "get this glass and get the fuck away from me hoe"
And everywhere I go it became an instant cut
Cause they knew I had those 20's and them big fat monkey nuts
Huh,
Price so low that it comin' through snow
Standin' at the store and I'm selling yae-yo
Bought a brick yesterday got a full way to go
On the highway everything got to go
Fifty on the table, a hundred on the floor
Middle of the summer but I'm'a make it snow
Like a chill pet my money don't grow
Still servin' niggers through my burglar bars though
Shorty G's and a little afro
8 ball check it and the flow stash milks
I don't get credit that's how niggers get killed
And if you got a tilt then your car get pelt
17 going to the 5-5-9
Like a blind man I don't see no lines
Thirteen when the nigger did his first crime
Eighteen when the nigger bought his first 9
If I don't fly then the show ain't flying
Picking up dope but the J's keep buying
Rob a Q lurk and I know they trying
Try Gucci Mane their ass be dying
Let me take you back in time
Let Gucci Mane refresh your mind
I'm a dope boss they on my grind
I could pluck you so hard!
When I first started back in 1995
I wasn't moving keys, I was buying 1.5
I started coming up
Junkies recognize of my face
Paid a quarter million dollars just to beat a murder case
They used to run up on me, be like "Gucci what you know? "
I tell them "get this glass and get the fuck away from me hoe"
And everywhere I go it became an instant cut
Cause they knew I had those 20's and them big fat monkey nuts
Ain't no more to say!
Yo Gucci!
I can't hear all these haters man
They got to speak up
I'm 30000 feet in the air nigger
Flying over your city to pick up a band
Whatchyou doin? Ha ha ha ha
gucci mane - gucci time
I need everybody to report to tha dance floor right now.
Tha world is very different now, you know why ITS GUCCI TIME
Big Gucci
Trap boys call me Brick Gucci
Dime piece time piece got my Swiss movin
Swiss cheese out a hata if he act foolish
Swizz Beats Gucci Mane call it trap music
I think I need a ESPY the rappers best respect me
They try to ron Artest me the gone have to arrest me
With a doubt I bring em out
The kid is all she think about
She cheated wit la flare but he didn't spill a drink about her
Do you know what time it is
Gucci time
15 for every diamond bitch
I'm hood rich wealthy and all that there
?? Have no I dea
Its gucci time cut lights on
Cut the cut the lights on
All this ice on no need to cut the lights on
Cut the lights on its gucci time [X4]
Came in drankin rollin up stankin white boy wasted frat house wasted
Amazin like my bracelet I'm flossin r.i.p the mike the ice got my chest moon walkin
Cabbage patchin bouncin like bankin head
Pull up in the drop top ferrari on bank head
Colder than a polar bear sleepin in the freezer
She wish she never met me wanna catch amnesia
Gucci mane crazy I mite pull up on a zebra
Land on top a eagle smoke a joint of zebra
Standin on the sofa spillin liquor on the speaker
Call the paralegal cuz this shit should be illegal
Its gucci time cut lights on
Cut the cut the lights on
All this ice on no need to cut the lights on
Cut the lights on its gucci time [X4]
Keep tockin a tockin to keep tickin
Ya rolie ain't rell if the bitch keep tickin
A hundred thou on the shoe and socks ain't nothin
A hundred thou on the wristband aint nuthin [X2]
Its gucci time cut lights on
Cut the cut the lights on
All this ice on no need to cut the lights on
Cut the lights on its gucci time [X4]
RT52
gucci mane - young nigga
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I got money, pounds and bullets like my nigga Wee
I put my faith in God, I know he believe in me
R.I.P. my nigga Dunk, I see you in my sleep
Remember when I used to sell like 50 bricks a week
I got some shooters and my shooters don't shoot at the knee
If you get caught with all that 3 don't say you copped from me
They gave my nigga 30 year, couldn't even cop for plea
You wanna take it to the street, we can keep it street
I grab a nigga in the street, they found him on the beach
The richest street nigga living, go call Robin Leach
I scrape ace and them sixes with the Georgia Peach
Now reverend you better watch, I practice what I preach
I knew I could never teacher dead police
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V
[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
T5DOA, I'm back up on the street
Probably blowing sour cuz ain't nothing sweet
I show you my power if you fuck with me
If you dead in an hour, that's just what it be
For the love of me
Killing for the letters, better get your cheddar
Cuz it usually gets worse, before it gets better
I ain't a body shooter, I'm what you call a "header"
And I hope they remember you, cuz I'm tryna forget ya
You ain't even gotta flex, I'm still tryna stretch ya
Prayin' ain't gon' help you, just hope I don't catch ya
Stay the fuck out of my way, that's all I suggest ya
They killin' for the letter P, yeah that's that pressure
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V
[Verse 3: Fetty Wap]
Young niggas drilling everything they see
Young niggas juuging just to fucking eat
Young niggas dying screaming "rest in peace"
It's a cold, cold world in these fucking streets
It's a lot of young niggas that just love to beef
40 with the drum, nigga, I can't wait to squeeze
When you see the Zoo comin', watch these niggas freeze
Young niggas getting money, money all I see
All I do is hear money, money all I free
It's a smooth 50k in these Robin jeans
It's a Zoovier with Gucci Mane, the fuck you mean?
I'm a young nigga living out my fucking dreams
SQUAD!
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V
[Outro: DJ Holiday]
Yeah
What nigga you know get you 8-9 mixtapes while he locked up, nigga?
And he bout to come home and shut this shit down
It's too late now, nigga, don't strategize, nigga
Don't strategize now, nigga, it's too late, let's go!
gucci mane - 15th and the 1st
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
It's a white girl in town: name is "cocaine"
It's some dirty birds in town: Gucci Mane & Waka Flame
We flying, we buying, say you got more bird? You lying
You trying and lying, you boys ain't supplying
I pitch like Nolan Ryan, got cocaina flying
My partners sick up kids, they take what they gon tie in
In the bushes they lying, ain't lying that's my word
By the end of the month, they left with them birds
Zoned off that purp, I'm slurring my words
I swerve in my Benz, baby, my 40s on the curb
The lean, the herb, pay me like the 1st
Cross Brick Squad, get hurt. I got work - Gucci!
[Hook:]
My homeboys will get you, pay you on the 33rd
2 pints of lean'll have me slurring on my words
Undertaker car, triple black drop bird
Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'm a burp
All the hoods love us like the 15th and the 1st
2 pints of lean'll have me slurring on my words
Undertaker car, triple black drop bird
Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'm a burp
[Verse 2: Waka]
Five grand for a head shot
[?] gonna get your bed drop, nigga
Triple red drop, bouncing through the parking lot
Where I'm from, young niggas shooting at the cops
Where I'm from, they faking
My hood right side, nigga, green flagging
Lay your ass down if you do too much bragging
3 case, 4 Glocks, nigga that's swagging
[?]
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Hootie]
Half a million dollar jewelry like "fuck that bird! "
Niggas screaming they want beef, I'm like "roger that! "
My album didn't sell, so I'm laying niggas down
Shooting every nigga that burns, sleeps or fuckin frowns
40 carats on my bracelet, my Polo black
Niggas talking like they won't be wanting that
7 grams in this Swisher, I'm gon solo that
Riding around with my strap like "where they at? "
All these rap niggas hold us [?]
You will never be a legend like the Gucci Man
You will never be taped up like my partner Flock
gucci mane - 24 hours
I'm up 24 hours, money and the power
Stuntin on the hoes and I; m shittin on the cowards
I'm 24 hours
I'm up 24 hours (x2)
No shit, shave or shower, until I get my money back, I gotta get my money up, I'm up 24 hours
Damn, it's a good day (x2)
Call Drummer Boy and told let's go make a hood tape,
First thing imma do, pull otu my 7'4,
Candy Coated Black thang sittin on them 40 O's,
24 tower, 8 bricks of powder, 10 bells of dro,
When I payed for the flour,
Don't talk about my lambo, talk about my Rarri,
Talk about my Phantom, or talk about my Harlie,
BrickSquad Bikerboys Angel name Charlie, goons goin physco, white boy narley every 24 auh second passing me da marley, lame tryna diss don't effect me hardly
Chorus:
I'm up 24 hours money and the power,
Stuntin on the hoes and I'm shittin on the cowards,
I'm 24 hours
I'm up 24 hours (x2)
No shit, shave or shower, until I get my money back, I gotta get my money up, I'm 24 hours
I'm up 24 hours
I'm going to the bank again makin auh deposit,
It's getting kinda chilly, bring my mix up out da closet,
Getting kinda warm bring my jewrly out da safe,
If it be a problem put da hater in his place!
Slicker than an oil spill, sharper than an razor,
I'm screaming anybody get it like my nigga Major!
Finna copp auh condo an finna pull auh ammo,
BrickSquad bandana on think I'm fuckin Rambo,
It's Gucci!
Imma killa, so don't push me,
BrickSquad ain't o pussy niggas runnin wit dem wig splitters,
Niggas screaming roll one Gucci let me hold some but I can't let cha hold nun I hit cha wit da whole drum,
Chorus:
I'm up 24 hours money and the power,
Stuntin on the hoes and I'm shittin on the cowards,
I'm 24 hours
I'm up 24 hours (x2)
No shit, shave or shower, until I get my money back, I gotta get my money up, I'm 24 hours
I'm up 24 hours
I'm fucking with the white girl you can call me Ice-T,
Cause I got my Crystal Zone you can call it Spike Lee,
Robbing me unlikely last tyr dropped dem hollaing tip stop dem I ain't have time to box him,
Stuntin like auh actor, winning like an athlete,
Straight to the money like a sprinter at auh track meet,
First sign Waka, then I sign Gucci, then I sign BrickSquad tell em comin sue me
Chorus:
I'm up 24 hours money and the power,
Stuntin on the hoes and I'm shittin on the cowards,
I'm 24 hours
I'm up 24 hours (x2)
No shit, shave or shower, until I get my money back, I gotta get my money up, I'm 24 hours
I'm up 24 hours
(x2)
gucci mane - a failure
[Chorus:]
I smell ya
Nigga you a failure
You pussy to me
Hail ya
I think you a failure
You rookie to me
See a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga
{Pussy nigga}
See a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga
{Pussy nigga}
[repeat]
[Verse 1:]
Gucci I'm the boss of bosses
So please precede with caution
Urine cost a fortune
My financial consultants
My 9 o'clock appointment
Smokin in ma office
Sippin on a latte
The speaker phone I'm talkin {hello}
5, 000 dollar jeans
A quarter brick is balkin
Chicken for a feature but
We feel that it's a bargin
Depends how low ma bently
Watch sit on jus like a biscuit
Gucci mane you pussy's
Better bring security
... you don't fit in me
Well go join a sorority
So icy the minority it's gucci the priority
{inaudible}
Pills and weed and extasy
My jewelry... is prejudice
Gucci mane so icy boy
Shinin like a lightin bulb
Light bulb chandelier
Lunar sun solar exclipes
Gucci man the blizzard
Pussy wetter take a load of him
Pussy nigga see a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga
[Chorus:]
I smell ya
Nigga you a failure
You pussy to me
Hail ya
I think you a failure you rookie to me
See a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga
{Pussy nigga}
See a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga
{Pussy nigga}
[repeat]
[Nicki Minaj]
Girl pussier than my lollipop picture
I be up top
Pussy poppin on the jiggster
Pop ya kicks in
Little mama I'm the nickster
I'll pop you then I'll pop ya little sister
Girl pussier than a strip club dancer
Maybe wayne shoulda called you the pussy monster
Pussy goin bonkers
Fuck is my bouncers
Niggaz pay bucks to see my pussy at my concerts
Pussy this pussy that
Pussy thick pussy fat
Break me off a piece of that
Pussy kit pussy cat
I smell pussy
Get a pussy tick pussy tack
Wait matter fact you are runnin from a pussy wack
See a pussy slap a pussy
And tell em that's a pussy
My pussy on another planet
Got that NASSA pussy
I'm minaj that's gucci that's wayne
Yea
Coochi stop playin
[Chorus:]
I smell ya
Nigga you a failure
You pussy to me
Hail ya
I think you a failure
You rookie to me
See a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga
{Pussy nigga}
See a pussy nigga slap a pussy nigga
{Pussy nigga}
[repeat]
gucci mane - ballers
Verse One (Shawnna)
Shawnna got a 'lac sittin' on tres
Shawnna don't need no nigga I'm paid
Shawnna got stacks
Shawnna got grip
Shawnna got that so you better not slip
I'm posted on tha block
My girls tippin' dro
This cafe patron got me sippin real slow
I'm lookin like a star
Ice on my neck
Ice on my wrist
Ice on my chest
You may wanna fit but I aint on that
I'm way f**ked up
I'm way tore back
And I don't give a f**k I got it like that
They took a niggas juice
I got it right back
And now they like 'damn'
Now they like 'amazing'
Tondra roll 4, 5 blunts and we blazin'
Look at shawty gazin'
He lookin like he want me
I'm sorry little daddy
I'm tryna get ya homie
Chorus
(Gucci Mane)
Lames can't call her ( Lames can't call her)
All she date is ballers ( She only date ballers)
Shawty got a fetish (For boys who go get it)
Squares can't call her (Squares can't call her)
Lames can't call her ( Lames can't call her)
All she date is ballers ( She only date ballers)
Shawty got a fetish ( For boys who go get it)
She only date ballers ( It's miss Shawnna)
Verse 2
(Gucci Mane)
Im Gucci Mane a flare, I'm MVP
I know your baby mama real proud of me
The Benz line say they get tried of me
I'm young kush man I sell nothin but QP's
Shawnna so fine, Gucci mane I'm good
She so pretty ,but still so hood
Hey little darling, How you shawty?
Im so marless, I cant call it
Im so southern, you so northern
We so crack rock, they so corny
Its two-thirty early, in tha mornin
The way I cook a brick It's like Im doin a performance
All eyes on we, Homegirl want me
Say he on tha track, So tha track real funky
Pants red monkey, Gucci go donkey
Niggaz play crazy, get left stanky
Chorus
Lames can't call her ( Lames can't call her)
All she date is ballers ( She only date ballers)
Shawty got a fetish (For boys who go get it)
Squares can't call her (Squares can't call her)
Lames can't call her ( Lames can't call her)
All she date is ballers ( She only date ballers)
Shawty got a fetish ( For boys who go get it)
She only date ballers ( It's miss Shawnna)
Verse 3
(Shawnna)
Ay
Shawnna
I wrote the first 3
For bitches in tha hood
My and 1 bitches
Smokin on tha good
Sittin on tha porch
Sippin on tha yak
Or posted in tha parking lot
Sittin on tha 'lac
Them bitches got weight
Them bitches got work
Them bitches wanna trip
Them bitches gettin murked
And stick em in tha dirt
And gone bout our business
And it aint nothin personal
Its all bout tha figures
It's M.O.E
Till a bitch a dead
And I dont give a f**k bout what a bitch said
Im still gettin money
I'm still gettin rich
I'm still that woman that will take your dick
Yeah tha truth hurts
You still gotta face it
I spent ya whole deal on my ring and my braclet
Its top notch twat
Cream of tha crop
Im beatin down ya block
And let the choppers Chop Chop Chop Chop Chop Chop
Chorus
(Gucci Mane)
Lames can't call her ( Lames can't call her)
All she date is ballers ( She only date ballers)
Shawty got a fetish (For boys who go get it)
Squares can't call her (Squares can't call her)
Lames can't call her ( Lames can't call her)
All she date is ballers ( She only date ballers)
Shawty got a fetish ( For boys who go get it)
She only date ballers ( It's miss Shawnna)
gucci mane - believe or not
[Gucci Mane]
Iâ??m so f-cking dumb I wear diamonds on my thoughts,
thereâ??s a diamond on my d-ck so theres a diamond on
her top,
i canâ??t feel you baby cos I romantically nought,
emotionally drained I came here just so I can come,
theres nothing on the God son that I haveâ??nt done,
got a lot of p-ssy just â?¦ one,
girls is like buses every 15 mins they run,
man they like potato chips I just cant have one,
and I might like you for a minute,
but I don't like your friends in my business,
and I feel like you donâ??t deserve a visit,
cos you ain't in the kitchen when you want a whipping,
[Drake]
uh, uh ahhhh,
I know you say you love me girl,
I know you say you love me girl,
problem is you prol tell that sh-t to everybody,
so we hear you talking booboo we just don't believe
you,
uh, ok Iâ??m all about it, all for it,
Iâ??m allstar team Jordan, small forward,
Iâ??m never putting up a shot unless it calls for it,
no hesitation so Iâ??m shooting if i draw for it,
how how (?) f-ck is up, now man Iâ??m in this hoe,
life is moving fast, where the f-ck do all these
minutes go,
mixtape dropped then I started getting 10 a show,
now I get a hundred what the f-ck you think Iâ??m in it
for,
Young money forever, i bet Gudda, Jay and Mack agree,
f-ck you to the haters that just spend their time
attacking me,
shout out to your girlfriend n-gga lately she
distracting me,
wondering if Iâ??m the best, well I am, no Black Eyed
Peas,
girls wanna f-ck your n-ggas, guy don't wanna be you,
lining up around the block so that they can get to see
you,
I feel like I find a wife exactly when I need to,
you can say whatever girl but we just donâ??t believe
you,
[Chorus]
gucci mane - better baby
[Chorus]
I know that I need ha
But dont know how to treat ha
But you deserve better baby,better baby,better baby
You deserve better baby,better baby,better baby
Though I wanna keep ha
Be jealous if she leave uh
But you deserve better baby,better baby,better baby
You deserve better baby,better baby,better baby
And I cant hold you back baby
[Verse]
I really think I love her but
I dont think I know I could
I know I wanna fuck her but
Really thinking if I should
How can I believe her
I dont even believe myself
Tell me how to trust her
I cant even trust myself
And I cant live alone
At the end of the day cant fuck myself
I told her Im confused
And she told me to go fuck myself
Now Im alone in this world
Nothing left but me
But I was born all alone
So I guess thats how its meant to be
But she was sent to me
And I didnt recognize
And I blame it on ma pride
On a fact gon send aside it
Eyes redder than a rose
Heart bluer than a violet
My heart broke and Im heartless
And aint no need to hide it (Gucci)
[Chorus]
[Verse]
A heart breaking is heart broke
Imma tell the truth cause we grown folks
Why you lookin through ma phone fo
Thats why we ended up none more
You done know me like Chan Doe
Done left me up in my condo
Looking for you like Wardo
My nose open like Gunzo
I think I love her I dont know
I like her alot but she loco
She crazy, swagged up,
I try to hug her she want more
In and out ah town all the time
She in and out ma mind all the time
I cant lie baby girl stupid fine
But Im out the tush got that stupid grind
She loves me now or she loves me not
Treat me cold no she treat me hot
Caramel but not apricot
Got one chance wont miss the shot
I know she special yeah alot
I know someone might take ma spot
Cant lie it may hurt alot
But uh she need a man or not(Its Gucci)
[Chorus]
gucci mane - bingo
It's Gucci, (It's Gucci) Burr!
Soulja Boy Tell Em'
It's Gucci, Flocka!
Scott Storch, Gucci Mane, we back at it. So Icey.
Yeahhhhh
[Chorus:]
We smokin' that fire endo
Wrist out the damn window
Lambo, dat straight bingo
Enzo, dat straight bingo
Phantom, dat straight bingo
Concept, dat straight bingo
Pullup, keys straight bingo
Yo momma, straight bingo
Bingo [8x]
Ahh, It's Gucci! [6x]
[Gucci Mane verse]
Hello, my watch yellow
Earrings on my bezel
Can't fit in my schedule
'less booty like jello
She know I slang kilos
Shout out to my 'migo
I call, he said 10-4
Tight like Lamont Rollo
My goal for El Gato
My house like a ?
Fat hoes in Chicago
First class, tomorrow ?
?
Phantom wit two ?
Pull up tonight, strapped
Jump out, car scream ?
[Chorus]
We smokin' that fire endo
Wrist out the damn window
Lambo, dat straight bingo
Enzo, dat straight bingo
Phantom, dat straight bingo
Concept, dat straight bingo
Pullup, keys staright bingo
Yo momma, straight bingo
Bingo [8x]
Ahh, It's Gucci! Soulja! It's Gucci! Soulja Boy Tell Em'
[Soulja Boy verse]
Pass by in my Lambo
Kids screamin bingo
Haters wanna hate,
They'll get shot like a free throw
Candy paint wet (woosh)
Drippin of my headlights
Catch me in the trap like some muthafuckin dead mice
Every time I cut a corner kids screamin bingo!
(Bingo!)
Tools on deck, I aint talkin Home Depot! (Depot!)
Soulja Boy Tell Em' (Tell Em')
I'm icey as a icicle
So much money, bitch, I valet park my bycicle
[Chorus]
We smokin' that fire endo
Wrist out the damn window
Lambo, dat straight bingo
Enzo, dat straight bingo
Phantom, dat straight bingo
Concept, dat straight bingo
Pullup, keys staright bingo
Yo momma, straight bingo
Bingo [8x]
Ahh, It's Gucci! [6x]
Flocka, Flocka, Flocka, Flocka
[Waka Flocka Flame verse]
All the hood hoes point like "Bingo"
Waka Flocka "Oh Let's Dot It" is the single
Let's mingle, got hoes like Wingo
Our bitch a dime, yours lookin like a sinkhole
Like a free throw, man I'm ballin out
Blew a kiss to the girls, now they fallin out
I pull up in the streets, our Cutlass like bingo
My girlfriend Regal, same color as a flamingo
[Chorus]
We smokin' that fire endo
Wrist out the damn window
Lambo, dat straight bingo
Enzo, dat straight bingo
Phantom, dat straight bingo
Concept, dat straight bingo
Pullup, keys staright bingo
Yo momma, straight bingo
Bingo [8x]
Ahh, It's Gucci! [6x]
Bingo!
gucci mane - black tee
[Chorus: Gucci Mane (Lil Scrappy) 2x]
I rob in my black tee
Hit licks in my black tee
All in ya house searchin for bricks in my black tee (Crank It)
I kill in my black tee
I steal in my black tee
Im real so I gotta keep it trill in my black tee (O-kay-kay-kay)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
You can catch me all in a nigga house wit a black tee
Gucci Mane, lil flair got a million dollar mouthpiece
Black Tee, black rag, even got a black mask
Leavin out ya house, thirty pounds in my book bag
Black 'lac, black tag, fin' to hit a lick again
You a head bussa put yo hand wit yo fist den
Franchise hate me, probly wanna kill me
Remixed it wit Scrappy and now the hood feel me
Fresh on the scene wit the all black shirt
Gucci so gutta he'll steal money out ya purse
Lay up in ya yard, rob ya when ya go to church
Ya love white tees now ya face on the shirt
Black tee, black beat, trappin on the front street
Got a black pistol grip pump on the seat
Black tee, O.G., nigga don't approach me
Bubble gum wappin ass niggaz can't smoke me
[Verse 2: Bun B]
It's Bun B in his black tee & G in his black tee
Reppin UGK and BAT in his black tee
Pimp in his black tee, mack in his black tee
Free Pimp C on the back of his black tee
Gucci chain swangin on the front of his black tee
Cadillac swangin, smokin blunts in his black tee
Stunt in his black tee, Ball in his black tee
It ain jus me pimpin we all got a black tee
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
And I got a 1-2 Bun
Got 36 O's for the 2-1
Jeezy bout them green guys
Got H-town goin for the ten or fives
Im talkin cornflakes
Got inner tubes wrapped in black duck tape
Say it again dawg to make sure that ya heard me
Got my four-x black tee up under my jersey
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
I got the all black Chevy on all black rims
Keep a small black gat in my all black Tims
On the all-black leather there's a all-black mack
Tryin to snatch get ya black ass blowed the fuck back
44 to ya torso 4 in ya hat
Kick doja to ya house n put it to a cataract
Gorillas wit banana clips goin monkey in the back
They'll put yo ass in that black box, laid out flat
[Verse 5: Jody Breeze]
Look I slang in my white but I bang in my black tee
Gucci on the front, Jody Breeze on the back street
Chillin by a black Cadillac on sum black feet
Scrappy in a Chevy watchin Scarface on the flat screen
Told yall constantly, ride wit the pump wit me
Yup in my black tee, wit the nine underneath
I aint gotta keep tellin yall niggaz ima G
Ima just cock back and leave sum blood on ya teeth
[Chorus]
[Verse 6: 4-Tre]
Im s-stainless in my black tee
Remainin in my black tee
On the grind cause I like to shine in my black tee
Diamond glistenin cross plus the background is a black tee
Thieve then come back sprayin rounds in my black tee
4-Tre, I want war in my black tee
Fuck them, probly neva wore a black tee
Workin in my black tee, smokin purple in my black tee
Im lookin for twelve all out yo curtain in my black tee
[Verse 7: Lil Scrappy]
Fuck a white tee, I got my black tee and vest on
Fuck a sturdy shot, I'm goin straight for the bread home
I don't know why yall niggaz dropped move b
Cause now Raheem'll show ya punk ass a tree
Bust nuts in my black tee, sluts in my black tee
Now I'm smokin nothin but blunts in my black tee
Saw me in Valve then tried to fight me
Jus the same monkey shawty don't take me lightly
[Chorus]
gucci mane - booty shorts
[Chorus]
Put on your booty shorts
Ooh, I really like the sexy way you walk
Ooh, I like the way you make your booty talk
Everytime you put on your booty shorts
Believe dat girl
[Verse]
I don't holla at girls girls holla at me
I don't throw dollars at girls, they throw dollars at me
Gucci you conceited bitch I might be
cause my chain so bright Stevie Wonder might see
Yea you got a man but ya man ain't me
Add ya whole life savings times three
The mouth full of dro and the clothes ain't free
so you gotta be a dimepiece to approach me
How much 'unh can one girl take
How many cakes can one man bake
Playa on the real man I don't know
I just love it when they fresh and they ass cheeks show
Everybody stare when I walk in the room
Smokin on purp got me high like the moon
Chain front big like its New Year's Eve
but my Rollie on fire like the first day of June
[Chorus]
[Verse]
I neva seen a chick wit a body like that
Gucci Mane Lil Flap bitch I got it like that
Stuntin in the club wit my nigga Big Kap
made the waitress come back wit 20 mo' stacks
Iced out chain got a iced out grill
Independent I ain't got no deal
Hood rich bitch do ya know the feelin?
My watch worth damn near a quarter million
Shawty got some shorts on oh, so small
Say she like me cause my rims real tall
If you want work bitch you can call us
you in big wheels baby we some ballers
Money ain't a thang to the boy Gucci Mane
Old school Chevy same color cocaine
Ridin through the hood throwin money out the brain
and I'm lookin for the girls wit the booty shorts mane
[Chorus]
[Verse]
Candy Escalade 26 inch blades
Throw back money from back in eighth grade
Ya dancin in the club so I know ya get paid
but I betcha you'd look betta wit these microbraids
Girls in the club like dat there stank
Showin off three or four rubberband banks
Me and HB keep a big bankroll pulled up in a Hemi wit the Lambo Doors
Me and yo chick in a red corvette
I neva had shit nigga what ya expect
Neva seen a young man paint so wet hood rich and my album ain't even dropped yet
You'll neva see a man wit a watch like mine
Face real pretty and a body real fine
When we get home I'm a break her spine
Get in her ear and corrupt her mind
gucci mane - brinks
Gucci Mane
Brinks management, huuuuhhhh gucci,
big gucci its yo time im a give u the blueprint aint nobody harder we got money in the mattress old money, i got credit cards gucci got cash money.
Its the P and big gucci we went half on a bank,
im a walking saks fifth avenue and i live in a
tank
he go hard in the paint he go hard in the paint, waka flocka gucci mane im goin hard on the drinks
and i get pussy everyday i guess u is what you drink, cause yo pussy cat is pinker then the diamonds in my ring, u will not be ashamed DJ run out with the scrubs the connect
what you did, share the love with the thugs in the rap game parallel to the streets life im not selling drugs, I'm selling CDs globally my brinks are pulling up, i get offers for a million dollars just to throw it up, i made two hundred thousand today i feel like throwing up,
[Chorus]
i got hummer trucks pulling up, fuck it ill buy another truck, Master P and Gucci Mane just pulled up in a wtf, YEP! brinks, wtf,YEP!yaa yaaa, if you a real nigga link? drop rarri pullin up, drop head pullin up, drop vette off skiiirt 4's up and throwing up brinks,im about to pull up mike vick on em, if your a real nigga link?, get money street boys, up, i love the kid, i tell that nigga brinks,
Master P
Ice cream feeted?, i got the streets heated, i left for a minute and now the game really needs me, Gucci Mane call me, man i got that flippa, everybody coming trying to get on my half dippa with that dolar
trap boy granola, bricksquad soldiers, don't run til its over, i had chills for a minute, still screaming no limit, cant change my life, them fools thought i wasn't in it, drumma beat and we winning, yall never
done it, lil boy, trying to play the game but none of yall never want it, don't even need to be replaced, I'm already a legend from the streets to the hood to my little brother up in heaven, I'm a ghetto star.
[Chorus]
I got hummer trucks pulling up, fuck it ill buy another truck, master p and gucci mane just pulled up in a wtf, brinks, wtf,brinks! if you a real nigga link?,yaa yaaaa its gucci drop rarri pullin up, drop head pullin up, drop vette off skiiirt 4's up and throwing up brinks burr burr bling bloaw its gucci iif your a real nigga link? up til then nigga brinks
by: Pw
gucci mane - cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah
[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I don't really do this much, but baby girl I might
Fly you buy you crazy things, that's cause you're the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Do you know who I am? Baby girl my name the shit
I'm the shit, yeah the shit, Gucci Mane off in this bitch
When I spit stupid swift, I feel like I got a gift
Leave the truck 'bout forty thousand, but this one is ?
I'mma roll to a blimp, ladies ask me do I pimp
Cause I walk with a limp, so much ice you feel a chill
Light a spliff, take a wiff, if you feel like take a sniff
Drink a fifth, pop a ?, one of those then plead the fifth
40K on a Wednesday, catch me in the M
Look at me, look at them, don't I look better than him
Girl, my rims match my jewels, pinky same color my wheels
And my drop top match my ears, no flaugin' I keep it real
[Hook x2]
I don't really do this much, but baby girl I might
Fly you buy you crazy things, that's cause you're the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
They done fucked around and let me back on my g shit
My wheels big, they deep dish
Engine bigger than a mo'fucker, but on the dashboard you see fish
See-through, all blue, I'm bigger than a barracuda, fuck you
Whole bunch of niggas in my clique, they the realest
And I'm fuckin' with the motherfuckin' dogs too
All this money, I done met my quota, I'm 'bout it bitch
Flow sick, track ebola, Polow this that shit
For all the ladies you know this that dick, hold up, wait a minute
Did he just say that? Yes I did
Now open your legs, let me show you what it feel like
Microphones I blaze, any little beat, any track I'll kill it
Fuckin' a model straight Playboy, I stick my ding-a-ling down they throat like ribbit
Got girls in the club with their lace front swingin'
Lookin' at my girl like, no you didn't
Somebody better call 911 with all this motherfuckin' pussy I'm killin'
[Hook x2]
I don't really do this much, but baby girl I might
Fly you buy you crazy things, that's cause you're the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Uh, stay in line ho
Yeah, get your mind right bitch
Yeah, all pussy ain't good pussy
And I don't like bald pussy, I like wolf pussy
My woman fuck me good and make kush cookies
Pockets on Snookie, I wouldn't fuck Snookie
I skate hard and fuck a bitch harder
Shawty got a donk, call her Vince Carter
Eat a red bone, like red velvet cake
Fuck a nigga wife, and eat the wedding cake
And if that nigga trippin', tell him yellow tape
I'm like 5'6″, dick 7'8″
[Hook x2]
I don't really do this much, but baby girl I might
Fly you buy you crazy things, that's cause you're the type I like
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
Cyeah cyeah cyeah cyeah, go get that girl right there
gucci mane - east atlanta 6
I'm a tell u like it's just another day n da EAST ATLANTA 6
Jus a young nigga n da hood sellin BRICKSS
Jus anotha NIGGA
Jus anotha CLICK
Jus anotha GIRL man u jus anotha BITCH
Dis is jus anotha day n da EAST ATLANTA 6
U choosen me
SO U ON A DOPE MAN DICK
U choosen me
SO U ON A DOPE MAN DICK
U choosen me
SO U ON A DOPE MAND DICK
Yellow corvette dats da dopeman's dropped(GUCCI)
Blue n white Jacob dats da dopeman's watch(BLING-BLAW-BLING-BLAW)
Bouldercrest Rd dats da dopeman's block
Dopeman dopeman can I pleaze cop
Police tryna tell da dopeman stop(NOPE)
Da dopeman thinkin man I gotta make a knot
Da trap kinda slow
I'm a make dat trap hot
Wocka Flocka flame tell bro 2 bring a choppa
I'm a flow throw u back(BACK)
Back 2 89(9)
Moved 2 Atlanta Georgia I wa5 ju5 9 (9)
Monty Mark Apartment eerybody on dey grind
Den I moved 2 Sun Valley eerybody 9 (9)
Went 2 skool 11 with a muthafuckin knife
Wen I was 13 I got my first stripe
Got my first stripe
It's Gucci Mane Laflare
Kush smokin, Dro smokin put it n da air
Nigga dis a Hood Affair eery hood errywhere
Wen u hear di5 n yo car u gon wanna pull a chair
Up... Gucci Mane Laflare I b ridin n dat lair
I b so iced up, Kushed up man
All I wanna do is b like Gucci wen I gro up
All I wanna do is (?) n git Dro'd up
All she wanna do is by a ball n git snowed up
Tell her dat I got her cause I kno dat she's a shopper (shopper)
Shawty want a 8-ball tell her call Wocka (Wocka)
Shawty want a pound tell her Doe gotta her (gotta her)
I'm gonna serve her
Chop her like a burger
Gucci Mane Laflare n dis track here is murder
GUCCI!
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