Lyrics:
Yup, yuo
Gucci Mane in this motherfucker (Gucci Gucci)
My nigga Zo' on the track (My nigga Zo')
That real shit, that real shit
I'm a hood rich
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
man round here hundred grand in dis bitch
gucci mane round here understand over dig
gucci mane im da man thousand pounds of mid grade
make a friday out
Damn Gucci Mane, you so unruly
If I'm standing in ya way, then pussy nigga
Come move me 10-17, yeah that's my movement
Got 10 young killers on the back
die by the gun (baow)
Ain't gotta cap 'bout the shit that I done
My nigga got bond and he went on the run (go)
Got my roof in the trunk and my trunk
and Gucci Mane make the trap
(Aye)
[Oj Da Juice Man]
Young juice man god dammit im da shit
pop shit the way I pop it
Million-dollar watch on my wrist, no cappin' (bling)
Say he got money, where it went? What happened?
Sign with Gucci Mane
you tuti-fruit, you through
I'm an animal, a cannibal, they say I'm on the loose
Animal, a cannibal, they say I'm on the loose
Gucci Mane La Flare,
Yeah (yeah)
It's Gucci, what's up, baby? (Brr)
Yellow everythin' this time (yellow)
You know what I'm talkin' about?
Yellow rims (lemons)
Yellow
can't cash
I'm the lawnmower man and yo' ass is grass
Gucci Mane make a nigga wear a shit bag
Actin bad like a kid at Six Flags
I'll send some slugs
Mane La Flare I make five million a day (well damn, five million a day?)
Gucci Mane La Flare I make five Million a day
I'm Gucci Mane La Flare, I
on the table like it's dinner time,
You know Gucci Mane, the shit, that nigga been a fool.
Ten naked stripper bitches in my swimming pool,
Two topless Russian
(free big Gucci Mane), bitch, I'm Blood
Blood in, Blood out (blatt), pull up, drop top Viper (woo)
Cuz in, cuz out (cuz), blue suit followed by
Wizop
Yeezy Mane
(Mike Will Made It)
Bitch stop the comparisons, I'm not these other artistses
I'm Gucci Mane, the player, my neck on that real
hard like I've been fightin' with Floyd (burr)
Put your hands on Gucci Mane, on God, I'm sendin' your ass to God
Don't talk about my enemies, they dead
Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin for that action
Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowin
Ridin in my drop but I don't
brick gucci
Dime piece time piece got my swiss movin'
Swiss cheese out a hater if he act foolish
Swizz beats gucci mane call it trap music
I think I
Breezy, go easy (ha)
Big stones in all my pieces (ha)
Gucci Mane stunt like Meechie (Meechie)
Jewelry so cold, I'm sneezin' (achoo)
Pull up South Beach,
I'm goin' I'm goin' I'm goin' animal
It Mr roll another swisher
(ahhhn) aka that nigga
Its Gucci Mane, a killer
Yo local drug dealer
And I'm hangin'
CEO ain't worth nothin'
Made a half a mil' in three weeks
Gucci Mane, I'm a blessed man
I'm a real man, you can't feel me, man
These fucked niggas
CEO ain't worth nothin'
Made a half a mil' in three weeks
Gucci Mane, I'm a blessed man
I'm a real man, you can't feel me, man
These fucked niggas
without ya girl
And the dance floor ain't nothin' without ya girl
You a show stopper, whoa
Lets get it poppin', whoa
Gucci
Rose by fifty
Uh Now she
nerve
3 thousand 5 hundred dollars call that a loui' purse
A pent house sweet for me and her, call that a loss her skirt
Nigga out shine Gucci mane I
mane, ever, mane
I'm shuttin' shit down in the mall
And tellin' every girl she the one for me
And I ain't even plannin' to call
I want this shit
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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