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Radric Devonte Davis (born February 12, 1980) better known by his stage name Gucci Mane, is an American rapper. He debuted in 2005 with Trap House followed by Hard to Kill in 2006, Trap-A-Thon and Back to the Trap House in 2007. In 2009, his second studio album The State vs. Radric Davis was released, and The Appeal: Georgia's Most Wanted was released in 2010, and is his highest charting album so far. Gucci Mane has released many other mixtapes and independent albums as well. more »


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The OG
Yeah (burr)
I just spent like seven million on rings (seven, seven)
I got like eight Rolls Royces in my house right now
Shit gettin' outrageous
I see you copycats out there
Yeah, I'm feeling myself, uh (burr, burr)

Ain't no way I'm squashing my beefs like Drake and Meek (nah)
'Cause blood done got spilled on the street, that shit was deep
Survival of the fittest, the weakest, they gettin' eaten
Department of Corrections, civilians, they gettin' treated
Sorry to the mamas and papas I made weep (mama)
God, thank you for the mama and papa that made me (pop)
I don't like makin' no promise, I can't keep it (nope)
I don't f*ck with none of these niggas, that's no secret (nah)
I don't f*ck with holmes, and holmes don't like me (who, me?)
You could never cancel the gang, we too deep (it's Gucci)
I killed the parking lot, I been wanted for ten weeks (alright)
I pray 'fore I sleep, then sleep with my heat
Predators nothing but prey, you ask me (huh?)
Niggas get shot every day on GP (Gresham)
So fly, I touch down, I still ain't touch ground (ground)
Since I'm the emperor, rock emerald cuts now (emerald cuts)
Count so much money, got paper cuts now
All kind of plain Janes, all bustdowns (bling)
Same nigga wouldn't even trust your born round
Home invader hunt like we huntin' Saddam down
Room raider, traitors can't put they guns down (boom)
Don't let this shit go over your head, I dumb it down
Finesse town, he paid for a bale, he got a pound (f*ck)
Like 8Ball said, "y'all pussies all lay it down" (pussy)

Ha ha, yeah
It's Wop, burr
I'm richer, more handsome, more healthy, more cocky
Wrist more rocky, yeah
Money longer, bread stronger
My bitch badder, I got more stamina
My stash done got bananas, damn
I need to stop it, man
I'm getting delusional, bipolar, schizophrenic with the money
Bustdown, bustdown
Bustdown, bustdowns, bustdowns
Bustdowns, bustdowns, bustdowns
Bustdowns, bustdowns, bustdowns

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Written by: Radric Davis, Anthony White

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