(Chorus) I'm a hood rich nigga I ain't neva had shit I really ain't shit niggas tawk about me but they really aint shit they ain't said shit it don't
[feat. Gucci Mane, Wooh Da Kid, YG Hootie, Ice Burgandy, Slim Dunkin, Lil Capp & Frenchie] [Intro & Chorus:] GROVE street, BLOOD we two deep Don't get
[feat. Gucci Mane, Wale & Roscoe Dash] [Chorus:] Girl the way you movin' got me in a trance Dj turn me up ladies this yo jam (Come on) I'm a sip mascato
[feat. Ludacris, Gucci Mane & Git Fresh] Flo-Rida Gucci! Bird! I done bought all this ciroc Now lil mama on my jock Staring at me up and down like when
(feat. Hurricane Chris, Gucci Mane & OJ Da Juiceman) [Hurricane Chris:] Girl it's gone b trouble if u keep lookin at me I got a box of magnums let let
(feat. Gucci Mane & OJ Da Juiceman) [Chorus:] I'm livin' one helluvalife Crazy colored karots baby cover your eyes Front headlights and I'm smokin alaf
thundred thousand today I feel like throwin up Gucci [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I got Hummer trucks, pullin up, but I'm buyin other trucks Master P and Gucci Mane
your ass a sack of leaves Gucci mane fuck up the sound Dead drunk like my uncle Touch my brother dood n I'll cock and shoot or cut your throat Gucci mane
FUCK bout who blessin it Diamonds on my wrist 'lectricity Hood richer than you other sucker I ain't lying Gucci gudda as a mother fucker Game time Pass the game
first [Chorus] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Your girlfriend keep callin me I feel like she stalkin me You at home And she with me So morning it's an argument Gucci Mane
[feat. Blanco & Dorrough] Ey mr d o double r my nigga blocko Gucci Mane What's happenin yeah yeah I ain't bullshittin Gucci bout his buisiness Twelve
You Remember The Time Girl Like I Remember The Time Girl [Verse 2 - Gucci Mane] Yo Yo Yo I'ma Put It Down So Gucci Mane Go And Cuff So Aronics Gonna
[Chorus] [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Your girlfriend keep callin me I feel like she stalkin me You at home And she with me So morning it's an argument Gucci Mane
got ur bitch wit me so when gucci man call it aint no mystery she kno she kidnap but she aint even trippin so when gucci mane call it no mystery she
Speedy (Speedy) You a fool for this one (for this one) Selassie, Ice (Ice) We still, rock steady (rock steady) Gucci Mane, where you at? [Gucci Mane:]
180 mane, got these rappers hatin mane Got it fo' Atlanta mane, brought it out my trappin game Whole lot of traffic mane, bein mojo, stackin change Tattoo
goons to gunnin [Gucci Mane:] Like batman robbin we be floggin mobbing inside Aston Martins Beg your pardon Gucci darling More checks than a czechoslavian What's your mother fucking problem? Ross and Gucci
