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- Still Remember (feat. Pooh Shiesty) 歌词 Gucci Mane Pooh Shiesty
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- Pooh Shiesty Still Remember (feat. Pooh Shiesty) 歌词
- Gucci Mane Pooh Shiesty
- Gucci Mane/Lil Yachty：
1209 Squeeze
Hah
30 you a motherf**kin' fool n***a
Nah yah yah yah
Gucci Mane：
Go
I had to laugh
Go
It kept me from cryin'
Go
Said it was all good but I was lyin'
Lyin'
Stood on my ten and I did my time
My ten
I done seen all these n***as switch sides
Yeah
I know what's up with these guys
What's up with these guys
They hate in disguise d**k ridin's at an all-time high
Ridin'
Just by the watches I buy and the jets that I fly
Brr
Like I'm up like I'm stuck in the sky
Woo
I came up robbin' starvin' Sun Valley 'partments
Copped the MARTA with some pennies
Yeah
Handled my business I swear that I hustle relentless
Bipolar from all of the killings
Blam
D**e I was whippin' Mom tried to whip me
Skrrt
She gave me a fifty for Christmas
Mama
I flipped it
Huh
Still can't forget it
Wearin' my brother's clothes I couldn't fit it
My bro
We still got evicted
D**n
Car was so raggedy
Grr
It was embarrassin'
Hmm
It was impairin' I'm blamin' my parents
Guwop
Rode on Macleans before the McLaren
That lean
I had them starin' all down Maynard Terrace
Skrrt skrrt
Did it myself ain't no blemish on my rep
Did it myself
You can come see for yourself
Pow
Watch where you step mumblin' under your breath
I hold a grudge to the death
Cut by myself I don't need nobody help
Nobody help
I blaze you up like I'm chef
I don't need nobody help
Shoot til it emp'
Bow-bow-bow-bow
I shoot a hundred like Wilt
You keep a 30 like Steph
Grra grra
You better duck
Mask on my face like I'm Rip cash cover me like a quilt
Rippy
I come equipped blue tips inside of my clip
You'd think my gun was a Crip
Flippa
Drive-by walk by bicycle motorcycle killers pullin' up in all kinds
Bow
Fourteen fifteen twelve-years-old young n***a slangin' iron at 9
Well d**n
Young n***a stackin' it proud trappin' it loud
He threw a stack in the crowd
Oh s**t
I say they jackin' my style crackin' a smile
Hahaha
But I ain't sold crack in a while
Skrrt skrrt
I got a biblical past
Huh
Digital dash
Scale with a digital dial
Skippy
Really put d**e in a vial
Really
Hid work in a towel
I put that s**t on the Bible
Servin' my cous' outta town
Go tree
They said I was devilish
'Cause I wouldn't go to revival
Tree
Gucci Mane talk of the town
Now
Tree
When I touch down I'm sellin' a brick on arrival
Sorry
I had to laugh
Go
It kept me from cryin'
Go
Said it was all good but I was lyin'
Lyin'
Stood on my ten and I did my time
My ten
I done seen all these n***as switch sides
Yeah
I know what's up with these guys
What's up with these guys
They hate in disguise d**k ridin's at an all-time high
Ridin'
Just by the watches I buy and the jets that I fly
Brr
Like I'm up like I'm stuck in the sky
Woo
I came up robbin' starvin' Sun Valley 'partments
Copped the MARTA with some pennies
Yeah
Handled my business I swear that I hustle relentless
Bipolar from all of the killings
Blam
D**e I was whippin' Mom tried to whip me
Skrrt
She gave me a fifty for Christmas
Mama
I flipped it
Huh
Still can't forget it
Wearin' my brother's clothes I couldn't fit it
My bro
We still got evicted
D**n
Pooh Shiesty：
Remember them days
Days
I was stuck in the creek
Creek
I had somewhere to sleep but I didn't have a bed
Know I didn't have me a bed
Jumped off the porch I wasn't going for s**t
Not s**t
Had to tackle the block just to get me some bread
Trappin' was keepin' us fed
I was the man of the house
Had to figure s**t out every time pops went to the feds
Every time he went to the feds
Had a deuce five with no clip I was bussin' that b***h
I was constantly puttin' one in the head
Constantly puttin' one in the head
Now we got choppas with lasers and beams
We 375
Brrt
1017
Brrt brrt brrt
Wop came and got me this s**t ain't no dream
Big Shiesty and Gucci like Shaq and Kareem
Gucci like Shaq and Kareem
I got up and took it couldn't wait on a blessing
Come here
Shakin' them dice tryna roll me a seven
Really wanna roll me a seven
They threw the police on me at eleven
I been causin' hell quick to send you to heaven
Quick to go send you to heaven
Can't wait 'til Wop point you out 'cause I'm ready
Go
Might rob a rapper right after a session
Let's go
Give me them keys and that watch and that necklace
Brrt
I need them Cuban links and them baguettes
Come up out them baguettes
Ain't no more postin' on IG and flexin'
Nope
I'm the one rappin' but steady be steppin'
Know I'm the one that be steppin'
I'm comin' late in your dream like I'm Freddy
Like Freddy
How you gon' run from a automatic weapon
How you gon' run from a-
Gucci Mane：
I had to laugh it kept me from cryin'
Lyin'
Said it was all good but I was lyin'
Ten
Stood on my ten and I did my time
Yeah
I done seen all these n***as switch sides
What's up with these guys
I know what's up with these guys
Ridin'
They hate in disguise d**k ridin's at an all-time high
Brr
Just by the watches I buy and the jets that I fly
Woo
Like I'm up like I'm stuck in the sky
I came up robbin' starvin' Sun Valley 'partments
Yeah
Copped the MARTA with some pennies
Handled my business I swear that I hustle relentless
Great
Bipolar from all of the killings
Skrrt mama
D**e I was whippin' Mom tried to whip me
Huh
She gave me a fifty for Christmas I flipped it
Still can't forget it
My bro
Wearin' my brother's clothes
D**n
I couldn't fit it
We still got evicted
It's Gucci
True stories
Facts
It's kingpin
Richer than all my enemies
F**k 'em
2020
Everybody cross me dead or broke
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