Search results for 'my hood by gucci mane' Page #15

grinding tho I failed 100 times
I prey my dreams don't die
Gucci saint Laurent on my back 9on god)
I was broke but I'm never going back (on god)
I prey my

and go like a drive by
Wala
Gimme my gucci slides these christan lous make my feet hurt
I come from the shoe box street work
Bitch im out the box like eeh

the Chi
They gon' be fuckin with some Kelly and the Twist'
Baby now look, model girls, Gucci and Prada girls
and all the ghetto divas in the hood
Women

links on my plate, we Mobbin real heavy 
5 0 0 on Lake Park cve
The old Kwik Way mane come and get a bag
My Boy C5 in this thang real player 
The Mob is

P.I.M.P. [Snoop Dogg Remix]

Snoop Dogg

Get Rich or Die Tryin'

2003

ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my

(right)
Ha, ha, I love all my opps
The bitch done seen me whippin' chickens, almost called the cops
I feel like Gucci Mane, I might just throw her

Im standin on my own (Im 10 toes down)
Them niggas fucked over my brotha
Mane I want em gon (them niggas plotting)
I told that bitch man ion trust
Her

Anyone else in this motherfucker smoking right now?
Oh, huh-huh, smoke break, yes sir
Dramatic, nigga
Oh My God, Ronny

Eyes real low, so you

Frontline

Onyx

Wu Trax on Wax

Turn this up, mane
For the street's back

For my niggas on the frontline
(Cut others on my side, weah)
For my niggas on the frontline
(Cut

a talking box
The streets talk, but when they talk, they stop
No big amount
Don't get me wrong, I love my hood, but it ain't big enough
Shouts out

Thug Luv

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Hip Hop Story [Soundtrack]

2003

to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,

Money Goes, Honey Stay [When the Money Goes Remix]

Jay-Z

Loso's Way

2009

ten thous for excitement 
That's how the day goes 
That's how the nights went Louis bags balenciagas 
The ones talked about by the fashion bloggers,

Face Off

Bow Wow & Omarion

Face Off [Japan Bonus Tracks]

2007

Or should I Let Lil' Ronnie tell him for me
No I feel obligated, that's my homie

What would you do if you was me mane?
Tell him the truth or let it be

Wrapped up wit fruti 
All dem bitches gotta go 
I stepped up my visuals 
Mo diamonds dan yo jeweler hoe
Gucci mane so icey got mo diamonds dan a jewelry

it?
I left the band, became a man
My brother Purp just had a daughter
Some of my other fam damn near famous
I'm still in the hood, same whip, same crib

ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my

get late it's out the window
Boston George with the kilos
But we never gon do no blow
Young Jeezy with the snow
Gucci Mane with the cone
Birdman with

keep on commin to me
They should call me coma boy
Lights, camera, action main attraction
It's Gucci mane in the caption
I'm trafficing that internet

crazy, will get touched
Put the mace in your face
Bitch that's what's up
I'm dirty, but my diamonds clean
You're blinded by the way
That my diamonds gleam

to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,

stabbed to death right before my eyes
B-Gizzle and Gucci Mane, you know this shit gon' ride
Free my guys in the Pollock, fed niggas might start a riot

a gangsta
I’ll take you to money
I ain’t fuckin with them funny hoes

One bad bitch tried to set me up
Get me up, out of my hood
You got back, shot that, told

I'm Gucci Mane smokey smokey Bart chain
I get high when I'm having hard days
I really hate when I can feel my heart ache
Sometimes I wish I didn't

sick mane
Back in when i pull upon ya boo thing 
Pack in and its kicking like its Liu Knag
Got a dirt stain on my Gucci shoe strings
Know im stuck