Lyrics:
freedom ring
Preach the truth like Luther King
Spit that trap shit nigga I feel like Gucci mane
Who is he
I'm VIP
I'm GOD
Got what you need but it ain't for
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
hard to kill
They say Gucci Mane's a cutthroat he probably is
He'll rob steal and kill and he probably will
They say Gucci Mane a jack boy he probably
It's a white girl in town: name is "cocaine"
It's some dirty birds in town: Gucci Mane and Waka Flame
We flying, we buying, say you got more bird?
Eleven, twelve, he escaped from hell
"Gucci Mane got long money" ,that's what these bitches say
"And I'ma pay his bond money", that's where my shooter
and I'm headed straight to it
Shippin' money by the mail, I just came back with the bales
Now I'm dancin' in the truck, that's how I feel
I'm in
punch shawty I will make you see the light mayne
Stomp-out shawty I will make you read my Jordans
Try Gucci Mane boy you must be retarded
Glock
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
bang bang, My nigga Gucci Mane back
Makin' money, talkin' shit, is all a nigga wanna do
Plenty bitches in the club, waitin' to see what I'ma do
Roll it
ain't heard you
I'm Kaine Wick and I fuck up the pain
See, GoonRich was my muhfuckin' man
All this Gucci I'm the real Gucci Mane
My brother died and I was
Vote for me for President
Money something maintain
I smoke so much
I'm Trippy Mane
Paint so wet
It's slippery mane
I'm bout to run for President
(Of
like Gucci Mane ad-libs (brr)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
I started with a G-Shock now I got a Richard Mille (yeah)
These hoes don't
choppas pimp
So how the hell you chop or flip you water bluffin' water wimp
There's no land next to Gucci money just ask wack and shock n' dem
Early
thangs
Fucked off a 4 piece from Wendy's mane
Don't talk to me bout no pimpin mane
My pimpin sweeter than sugar canes
All my hoes say I'm dirty
I tell'em
on my plates am only eating raw meat
Don't mind the shit I say that's what you say when you got money
Gucci bag yeah
Talk short with a Glock in hand yeah
what I mean Gucci Mane La Flare (Gucci we did it again)
So ice entertainment we rocking like that
Haha Mr. Perfect baby haha
Feel me Smell me Appraise me
much money, I'm splurgin'
Woke up in a new Bugatti, dropped in the punani
Call me Gucci Mane Delantic, bitch or you can call me Money
Red Dawn, I'ma
mafia
Yeah i'm ridin' horseback thru the coco fields Gucci down, Louis Bag shit gettin' real
Never catch me never find me needin'
My money stay dirty
In the trap house, in the trap house, in the trap house
Gucci mane check it
Chopper on the floor pistol on the coach
Hood rich so I never had
Don't step in my kitchen bitch, I'm Gucci Mane
You talking bout the stick but do not use the thang
I guess he retired star, cuz he used to bang
Like
cold just like a freezer
N she ain't messin wit no lames got Gucci on my sneaker
My bro's I'll let you know gettin money different states
I'll say it
real nigga left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
Gucci Mane the leftie
Pockets so hefty
Wrist so fucking rocky I can't even
ta ligado que é gucci mané?
eu fui buscar na Itália
essa bitch não sai mais do meu pé
minha vida mudou do...essa já foi
essa b*tch me perturba
huh and we be steady mobbin' oh Kimosabe big ballin' is my hobby
What the fuck is up? Its Gucci mane the G
That's titty boy no pity boy big scar
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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