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アーティスト:Gucci Mane  アルバム:The Return of East Atlanta Santa 

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Shutup, Gucci I let my pockets do the talkin' They ain't got nothin' to say And if that bitch ain't pussy poppin' Get the fuck out my face And if you niggas ain't talkin 'bout profit Then y'all ass in the way Lil' nigga Talkin loud when he know he a lame Claimin' blood Hell naw, boy you know you's a dud Fiendin' cous' Hell naw, boy we know you's a scrub Where the love at? Naw, man you gets no love Cous' you so lame! How the fuck you even get in the club? I got insane young niggas and they trained to go I point my fingers like a cross, and God send 'em to ya door Man y'all niggas ain't no killas, man y'all niggas some hoes Man y'all niggas ain't no dealers, man y'all niggas some J's I don't blame you, I blame yo daddy— It was how you was raised Should take this Tom Ford belt and beat you with it Like back in the day They say that Gucci Mane is crazy and I say "I agree" But they stole so much sauce that I heard their record And thought it was me It's Gucci Lil' nigga (Crash, we can crash nigga i just wanna crash) Lil' nigga (Crash, we can crash i just i just i just crash) Lil' nigga (We can crash nigga i just wanna crash) Lil' nigga (we can crash nigga i just wanna crash) Lil' nigga (Crash, we can crash nigga i just wanna crash) Lil' nigga (Crash, we can crash i just i just i just crash)


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