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gucci mane & young dolph – story كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
ahh, yeah, yeah it’s guwop
[?]
well i was standing on, across the [?]
dawg, who gone, you know, hah
zone 6 stand up, ea’s finest n-gga, hah
i ain’t taking no b-tch out, i’m taking n-ggas off
(catch up)

[verse 1: gucci mane]
i got 25 pints in my boot bag
25 ounces of that og gas
i got a mall full of young n-ggas, og man
and i’m a paper route boy, and young dolph fan
i got the pretty white squares with the dragons
i made half a mil betting on the falcons
and i still giving dope to your daddy
call me unc ‘cuz you know i f-ck your mammy
26 and straight eight, with the head back
getting head from your momma where the [?] at?
red fours on a red and black bentley
crip blue fortune looking just like panties
low weight n-gga but i’m riding on skinnies
just hit a l!ck so i’m finna spend plenty
pull up in the club i ain’t throwing them a 20
i at least made 20 mil along i20
20 years old yeah 20 f-cking l!cks
20 year old gucci 20 year old b-tch
80 rows and i’m 30 years old
with the suicide doors and a ride or die b-tch
drive a car for my n-gga said daddy wanna please me
tell me where you wanna come, then so he can meet me
pull up with a mac 11 right up from the front street
ain’t no n-gga gon’ jump me, a n-gga gon’ chump me

[verse 2: young dolph]
just got a call that my dawg got you steady, (word)
got the car keys and the choppers out the attic, (yeah)
it’s the part of the game where sh-t’s getting tragic
n-gga say he got problems we gotta let him have it
bought a couple ak’s and a couple carbines, (ey)
my dawg been robbing now we got a couple problems (f-ck)
he wrong or he right b-tch we shoot him on sight
burn your man house down the next morning catch a flight, aight
check him up out of here hope he told his family goodnight
thanks to breaking down these bails i done live the good life, (yeah)
we out in vegas partying like ain’t sh-t happened
out here f-cking whitney, b-tch, tryna see what happened
i hate b-tch -ss n-ggas with a p-ssion
i had to leave ain’t got no time for no question askin’
feet kicked up smoking and relaxin’
shoot a n-gga -ss out john paxson

[verse 3: gucci mane]
i’m the type a n-gga that’ll shoot you in public
ran into a n-gga that i robbed in public
i said i heard you looking for me and he tried to change the subject
had that pistol in my brief, said he thought i wear it ugly
up the tone, ready and i ain’t do it in the public
somebody called the police ‘cuz they thought i was gonna bust it
i ain’t give sh-t back that is not up for discussion
you shoulda known zone 6 boys hate to be trusted
pull up in a ticket and he pull up in a custom
said the n-gga had it roasting the p-ssy n-gga lucky
i might pull up in a rolls royce he pull up in a bucket
yeah i rob your homeboy but i ain’t motherf-cking ducking
if you see me in the club, gotta keep on trucking
‘cuz these n-ggas wanna f-ck sh-t, and i ain’t with the f-ck-a-roo
got a pistol on me dawg, eh yeah, its the stress in me
matter fact, two pistols, can’t let you get the best of me
it was 1998 when i first learned the recipe
i was buying dope, cook, man those f-ckers was catching me
better sell these quick, man the lord he was blessing me
got a carbine and a tec, got a whole lotta weaponry
hundred thou off the dough, wearing gold off the ecstasy
put a cap in the mob, yeah them n-ggas was finessing me
but i broke off ain’t gotta be here [?] unprofessionally
man my first second mill put that pistol on that mexican

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