CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Feel Like Guwop (Remix)
If a n***a was to ever take my chain, I wouldn't even want it back
1-0-1-7, Burr Gang
Henchmen
Guwop, I ain't goin' for none of that (Nah)
If a n***a was to ever take my chain, I wouldn't even want it back (Huh)
f**k n***a, I'm aimin' for your wig, I'm tryna push it back (Bah-bah)
All you n***as Ninja Turtles, your CEO a sewer rat (Wow)
Your man just got whacked today and I ain't have nothin' to do with that (Huh)
I don't be claimin' bodies I ain't drop, that sh*t'd be super cap (Cap)
All the opps I smoked, I could damn near start a dispensary
Straight out the penitentiary, Sun Valley Elementary (Huh)
Drop my nuts on these lil' pussies 'cause y'all ain't really really street (No)
b*t*hes love a real n***a, titties hard, that freak in heat (Mwah)
When I get mad, I rob everyone who crossed the G (Yup)
Thought you was a G, but when you snitched, that's when I crossed the street (Go, go)
Gucci Mane a boss, I paid the cost, yeah, I'm so saucy (Saucy)
Ola, that's my twin, and Henchman gon' shoot at your offspring (Twin)
Keep it off your Twitter page and keep it off your IG (Yeah)
Fifteen years later, Gucci heart is still so icy (Burr)
f**k these n***as, roll 'em
Feel like Guwop, get your shooter shot
Chopstick in my hand like the waitress brought some sushi out
sh*t-bag, smell like dookie out
Face shot, get your pimple popped
Think sh*t funny, your dimple shot
Ain't a mechanic, but I drill a lot
Ridin' down, now draw down, you'll get gunned down
Tailor-made fashion on the stage just like James Brown
Walk in with a Kel-Tec
Your block, we left some shells at
You pu**y, I'ma smell that
You servin', you can't sell that
1-0-1-7, Burr Gang
Henchmen
Guwop, I ain't goin' for none of that (Nah)
If a n***a was to ever take my chain, I wouldn't even want it back (Huh)
f**k n***a, I'm aimin' for your wig, I'm tryna push it back (Bah-bah)
All you n***as Ninja Turtles, your CEO a sewer rat (Wow)
Your man just got whacked today and I ain't have nothin' to do with that (Huh)
I don't be claimin' bodies I ain't drop, that sh*t'd be super cap (Cap)
All the opps I smoked, I could damn near start a dispensary
Straight out the penitentiary, Sun Valley Elementary (Huh)
Drop my nuts on these lil' pussies 'cause y'all ain't really really street (No)
b*t*hes love a real n***a, titties hard, that freak in heat (Mwah)
When I get mad, I rob everyone who crossed the G (Yup)
Thought you was a G, but when you snitched, that's when I crossed the street (Go, go)
Gucci Mane a boss, I paid the cost, yeah, I'm so saucy (Saucy)
Ola, that's my twin, and Henchman gon' shoot at your offspring (Twin)
Keep it off your Twitter page and keep it off your IG (Yeah)
Fifteen years later, Gucci heart is still so icy (Burr)
f**k these n***as, roll 'em
Feel like Guwop, get your shooter shot
Chopstick in my hand like the waitress brought some sushi out
sh*t-bag, smell like dookie out
Face shot, get your pimple popped
Think sh*t funny, your dimple shot
Ain't a mechanic, but I drill a lot
Ridin' down, now draw down, you'll get gunned down
Tailor-made fashion on the stage just like James Brown
Walk in with a Kel-Tec
Your block, we left some shells at
You pu**y, I'ma smell that
You servin', you can't sell that
