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Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

convention
These boys be like I don't be listening, girls with Gucci braids and extensions
I like the yellows I go tell her, nigga I got uh mo' food than

You niggas ran outta tissue
Mask on like I'm Vega nigga
Pretty boy swag
Cut the nigga head off, keep it in a old bag
You can call that Gucci Gang

the only ones that Know so don't tell me watch my Mouth
Nighas dropped the addy a year ago 
And i still go by the house I done Learned his route know errnody

legend, pay attention
Only time I sat in class was
When I'm serving a detention
I fuck with Soulja Boy, get money nigga
Everytime I see rappers, all I'm

days and years past when you add it up that's life boy

My young nigga said Josh I ain't you ion work for these white folk
Big Soulja got the Draco I got

You're welcome to my Darkside
Everywhere cold
All of them dem boys
Dey para outside
2 by 2 jab like AJ
Whenever the fight starts
Burst the bottle

metal
Defended self
My co defendant self conscience went from Soulja to boy tell em
I was thuggin’
Since I found out what a thug was
From 13 to 25 was

esperame
Me das un beso, que es la ocasion
Te pienso a diario, maldita tentacion
You tryin' to find 'em, that guy who does it better
I want you to be happy,

the earth this mean
Bow before the king, kiss the goat all purpose ring
While the god poses like a Bow Soulja Verzuz meme
Y'all with all the jokes, laugh

em
My eyes red in the studio this XO got me rockin'
In paradise like Coolio man gangsta shit been poppin'
But ya'll Soulja Boy frauds that bitches out

I tell em be modest (Yo I try to be modest)
I tell em be modest (Man I tell em be modest)
But they like "Fuck that. Been getting my dollas 
Bitch I'm

Melanin
No Soulja boy
I just tried tellin em
I'm better than
Rappers you bumping and listening
No Ciel D'or but we checkin' in
No hand outs stay working

drugs you took
Stuck in a nook
Forced to do it by the book
Even though I'm a rook

Here lemme tell ya a tale
You in jail gettin railed
A piece of rail

the toy
He hopped out wylin'
Shooting crazy like Soulja Boy
Got him in the frame, snapped shots
Not a Polaroid
Thousand words I never said to the pigs
Keep

Lord please save my soul
Wanna by your side I never leave you alone
Ain't nobody on my side they all left me alone
Hope that you gonna slide when

'em run like how gang colors
Of a washed bandanna bleed
Get in my B-Boy stance and freeze
From New York to Los Angeles

Now I travel from South Park

face
Or brush my teeth
To keep that Gucci on my back
And that Prada on my feet i trap trap 365 24
7 hater I be on my grind
You know I'm 'bout my paper no

Dickriders

Gucci Mane

El Gato: The Human Glacier

2017

a good boy, he sacked the quarterback
But I was just a hood boy, bricks in my culdesac (brick)

Jordan number five, Gucci man, I'm still alive (whoa)

to the old me

Sugar coated no koolaid 
Whats my name know its too late 
Why he drop it got that new you 
Im like soulja boy hit em with the you 
Rockaway 
Now

Halal Feathers yeah
Press Machine, Press Machine ano Gang
Wassi Gang huh?
Tell 'em that we make it happen
Tell 'em that we make it happen
Tell 'em

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

my head low
I don't drink im getting high was barely getting by
Tell'em all this new shit finna pop my old shit still a vibe
Killer in the streets, he

bender
Winner, winner, winner chicken dinner
You sold your soul thy gracious sinner
Please, please, please tell 'em what they win, eh
Eternal life in

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas