- Gucci Mane We Live This 歌词
- Gucci Mane
- [Intro]Yeah!
It's ya boy
Black Magic
My nigga Young
Snead, let's go[Verse 1]
Ay man I walk like a soldier, talk like a soldier
Since I moved to the
South, my slang got colder
Walk got pimper, cane with the limper
Treat my bitch right, always lobster and shrimp her
Flatbush Ave
I'm the number one contender
Simpson Road fashion, poppin wheelies on the
NinjaWhip game hot, flow cold like the winter
Ball hard if niggaz got blocks like a center
Time for me to switch it up, bigger car bigger truck
Got the new house and that too was big as fuck
And this a must that you see me blow
Lil' nigga hold the weight like my
CEONow it's back to the business, we eat sleep and shit this
Take this, shoot him and any fuckin witness
Always on some pimp shit, never on some simp shit
At Big Cat
Records nigga e'ryday is
Christmas[Chorus]
We eat, we sleep, we shit this
Big whips, big chips, we live this
Smoke kush, pop
Crist', fuck bitches
Us young niggaz out there handle our business
We eat, we sleep, we shit this
Big whips, big chips, we live this
Smoke kush, pop
Crist', fuck bitches
And send them goons if them goons on our shitlist[repeat 2X]
Guess what
I heard? Gucci
Mane backGuess what
I heard? Man he reppin
Big CatGuess what
I heard? Young
Snead on some other shit
Tell them fuck niggaz they can miss us with that sucker shit[Verse 2]
I'm addicted to the trap, down with
Big Catand you know he got a strap, why you wanna try me?
And you know
I gotta scrap, you a country boyso you know
I gotta trap (AYYYY!)
Cop the fruity watch just to hurt the haters' faces
Big Cat chain with the
Big Cat bracelet
Big Cat bracelet with the
Big Cat bracelet
Countin twenty mill' in the
Big Cat basement
I heard, I heard, word on the street
Gucci fell down now he back on his feet
Anti-social, he don't really socialize
What'cha call that?
I call it street certified~!
A hundred thou' sold no lie
So call the fire truck, cause
Gucci on fire
And he pulled up in a 'rrari
And if he hurt your feelings when he did then he sorry![Chorus - repeat 2X][Verse 3]
I'm a certified pimp shawty, never seen me cake a hoe
Bad bitch one night, next day another hoe
A young'un with a bankroll, listen what
I date 'em fo'?
Benefits and everythang that
I can go and break 'em fo'
We eat, we sleep, we shit this
Smoke kush, pop
Crist', real pimp shit
Big chains, big whips on 6's
I got money on my mind so fuck bitches
I'm in the
Coupe with the top back,
Lamborghini do's on it
Had to do it
B-I-G, so
I throwed the 4's on it
Tote a fo'-fo' so the kid scream '
Fuck a hater!'
All black, long part, somethin like
The Terminator
Call me the exterminator, sprayin like the
Orkin manYou don't want no part of that we deeper than a marching band
We trap, we slang, we hustlers
And stay away from you motherfuckin busters[Chorus][repeat 2X]
Guess what
I heard? Gucci
Mane backGuess what
I heard? Man he reppin
Big CatGuess what
I heard? Young
Snead on some other shit
Tell them fuck niggaz they can miss us with that sucker shit
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