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Fuck Louie Voton call me Gucci mane
Baby got long ass butt call her rubber band
Send you to the upper room with my upper hand
I be in the woods with

powder
And let's never taste defeat

Je Suis Mane or Khasa
Tout le Monde everybody
Unifying up in Gaza
Recovering from pain

Devil's advocate in Prada

blogu mergyciu

Nesupranti kas tau yra,
Drive by'us ir buvo numatytas,
Tuoj palauk ir busi istrintas,
Chainas ant kaklo ir buvo pratrintas

Pas mane

ties (R.I.P)

Ain't no Gucci Mane, but my wrist look like
a brick, yeah (Burr)
Hit a nigga with a Glock, 40 with a stick
Cause it's Big Bands

Nastradamus

Nas

Nastradamus [Clean]

1999

smoke and hotels
Hood rats and bullet wound up females
Got babies by hustlers and niggas in jail
Slinging for chips the fiends with burnt finger tips

the ground (ground)
Dirty money, Gucci Mane, no hundreds in the ground (Guwop)

Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, raise

3 In The Mornin'

UGK

Ridin' Dirty

1996

the morning, just turned over
Pimped into my clothes
Gots to get around, some hustlers moving in the Chevy Nova
Done flagged me down for some more of that

putting out hit's
Tryin' to shoot me
But I'm out in LA on the low livin' Gucci
And lavish
They tryin' to take they money back
It's two to they cabbage

Snoopy Track

Juvenile

Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Clean]

1999

Bounce
Uh, ha, uh, ha
Uh, uh huh uh uh, uh, uh huh
This for my hustlers, uh huh
And for the bitches, yeah

Yo, yo
This is for my niggas down

her
And drive by the projects while a nigger hollar

I let her drive the V
She's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me
She's my pretty

Hey mane
Have you ever had that one chick that huh
You know, you would do anything for
She feel like she the one
Let's get it

Only for you I

got a nigga splurged 
( E piti’k te Canado a) 
Lè’w gade nan closet mwen
Everything is all Gucci
Menm pete’m santi Jean Paul Gauthier 
M’gen lò, mgen

Yeah,Yeah
Shout out to my man J
From one hustler to another
We just love the way these women  admire a real nigga ya understand
Htown let's go

She's

the motor out a 'Vette, put it in a Chevelle (switch it up)
Do my dirt all by myself 'cause these niggas gon' tell (I swear)
She look like God sent her from

for me and the homies and nobody else
Making beats in my room by myself
Kinda funny how my last studio cost seven zeros
But I make the best shit when

What You Ride For?

Fiend

Kiss tha Game Goodbye

2001

for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some bitches that'll ride for me, die for me (Whomp!Whomp!)

Cornbread by the ki, the language when you call

like 
You been lonely many nights 
Now we get on many flights 
Gucci, Valentino 
How you styling 
It ain’t never light

And you do this shit on purpose

This is Dipset, this is Kay Slay
We still grip techs, and spray AKs
Don't let it breze by, on the eastside
Throw up that E sign, we for the streets

Get Up Get Down

Coolio

Gangsta's Paradise

1995

friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint 

That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti 
Like the body cool  keep the strap up by the naughties

like uh uh
I'm using my mind and we spreading the Gospel, by using The Voices for y'all
Not talking bout Gucci, but I'm wearing Louis, cause this is my

trail never budge
Assailant selling drugs, never tell on the plug
I'm a thug, what that mean? True hustler, under God
Tuck something under arm,

(Cash Money AP)
Coming from the bottom, tryna make it to the fuckin top
Livin by the code I ain't snitching, I can't trust no opp
Money kinda low, so

"Who's Shakespeare?" "It's me, honey" (dumb bitch)
You see this country was built by hungry strugglin' hustlers 
In they twenties, now they making stupid

mane I want a Gucci feat
Overtime no sleep
Going strong it's been a week
Insomnia mixed with the sprite
I been working all night
Getting Richie like