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Gucci Mane
Featuring(s) : Young Dolph
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I got 25 pints in my book bag 25 ounces of that OG gas I got a mob full of young niggas, OG man And I'm a paper route boy, and y'all not fed I got the pretty white squares with the dragons I made a half of mill' bettin' on the Falcons And I still give the dope to your daddy Comin' up 'cause you know I f*ck your mamy 26 and straight 8 with the headband Gettin' head from your mama, where the Jim at? Red 4′s on a really black Bentley Crip-blue Fortune lookin' just like pennies Low-weight nigga but a rhyme don't scare this Just hit a lick so I'm finna spend plenty All up in the club, I ain't throwin' them twenties I at least made 20 mill' on I20 20 years old, hittin' 20 f*ckin' licks 30 years old, Gucci's 20-year-old bitch Act T-Rose, only 30 years old The suicide doors and a ride-or-die bitch Got a call from my niggas said daddy wanna bleach Tell me where you wanna come, that's who he can meet Pillow with a Mack 11 right up on the front seat Ain't no nigga gon' jump me, a nigga gon' chump me Just got a call that my dog got some steady Grab the car keys and the chopper's out the attic This the part of the game where shit gets tragic Nigga say he got problems, we gotta let him have it Bought a couple AK's and a couple cars With my dog been robbin' now we got a couple problems He wrong or he right, bitch we shootin' on sight Burn your mami's house down the next morning catch a flight, aight? Check 'em out of here, hope he told his family good night Thanks to breaking down these bails I'mma live the good life Out in Vegas partyin' like ain't shit happened Out here f*ckin' with these bitches tryna to see what's happenin' I hate bitch-ass niggas with a passion I had to leave ain't got time for no question-askin' Feet kicked up smokin' and relaxin' Shoot a nigga ass out, John Paxen I'm the type of nigga that'll shoot you in public Right up to a nigga that I robbed in public I said “I heard you lookin' for me” and he tried to change the subject Had that pistol in my briefs and he thought I went Epic Upped the toll on him now he's runnin' through the public Somebody call the police 'cause they thought I was gon' bust 'em I ain't give shit back, that is not up for discussion He should've Zone 6 boys ain't to be trusted I put love in and I take it, and he pull up in a Cutlass If the nigga had a roast then the p*ssy nigga lucky I might pull up in a Rolls Royce, he pull up in a bucket Yeah, I robbed your home boy but I ain't motherf*ckin' duckin' If you see me in the club better keep on truckin' 'Cause these niggas on the f*ck shit and I ain't with the f*ckery Got a pistol on me now, back here it's the Crescent Matter of fact, 2 pistols, can't let you get the best of me It was 1998 when I first learned to wrestle I was buying dope cooked, and those f*ckers was catchin' Get silly script, man the Lord he was blessin' Got a car and then a teck, got a whole lot of weaponry Gotta be behind the door when I'm gone off the extasy Can't pull a move, man, the nigga was finessin' But I broke off and got a bigger number professionally Made my first second mil, put that pistol on that Mexican
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