Lay A Niqqa Down) Gucci Mane- World Star Alert, The Hood Gucci Mane, Its icey The Hoods So Fu**In fresh, that the B***HES Wanna Bite me Got A Black
She no loger wants me I'm no longer hired She said that i been fired On to the next one Mo fishin the sea Girls r like buses Miss one next 15 one comin Gucci Mane
Holygrove That's been my hood since a snotty nose I come trough the hood suicidal doors I use to come through the hood on the handle bars Gat in my draws, money in my
50 or Gucci Cause they got goonies that do you That hit your ass with the uzi All my fans protest at my most recent arrest I smoke nothing but the best
my spiker but rolled off in my spider Thinking like a miser, I'm acting like a tiger 20 bails and show yo' nigga 850 an hour Gucci Mane and Willie Kid
Ey, Gucci bandanna, Gucci, Gucci bandanna Ey, Gucci bandanna, Gucci, Gucci bandanna Ey, Gucci bandanna, Gucci, Gucci bandanna Ey, Gucci bandanna, Gucci, Gucci
I'm no longer hired, she said that I've been fired On to the next one, more fish in the sea Girls are like buses, miss one, next fifteen, one comin' Gucci Mane
Crest [Chorus] This here for the hood Now I do it for the hood [Verse 3 - Gucci Mane] It's Gucci! Yeah Zone 6 my hood With the nerve my turf, baby
that'll ban you from the state Nigga money what we talking, step into my office Stacking dead presidents, that's way too many coffins [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Ace Hood
hitting that kill switch See money what I been about Fuck bitches, no handouts Do this shit with my pen down Guarantee that I tear down See that's all that
good, when she up in the hood Because she got that good, that's what they say in the hood Yeah so you can ask Mr. Gucci, excuse me, Mr. Icey Baby girl
Alley cats hoes mane Strictly entertainment (strictly entertainment) For all my street bitches out there (all my street bitches) Real spit (real spit) [
[Chorus 2X: Gucci Mane] I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap [2X] I got 20 for a show, but it's really rap money 20 for a hoe and that's really trap
a nigga And I'mma Top Notch Bitch that talk shit but I take none Hair stay fixed, jump fresh with my nails done My bracelet, my nigga sick so you already know That
Gucci Mane outta jail, what I'm gonna do now? Jay-Z's lil' bitch ass, thinkin' out loud Got my name in the paper and my face on the news Gucci Mane,
Gucci Mane, La Chat, we in and out the trap fast Leavin' out your house, thirty birds in my book bag Pull up in the old school with the hubcaps Got my
the quarter chicken She keep my pounds in the basement Pussy so good that I bought the bitch a bracelet Just to show her that I love her 'Cause every nigga in the hood
thug bitches love she's a vampire she's a cum finder, every mamma in the hood wanna get behind her, she's so fine she's so white think i wanna sign her