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作曲 : Davis, Dotson |
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Burn One Burn |
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OneThis is another raw beats production (yeah yeah) |
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Gucci (huh huh huh hah) |
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Guccarachi baby gucci gucci (coke-ina shawty)[Hook:] |
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When I see my plug this how |
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I talk to em |
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And when I serve my folks this how |
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I talk to em |
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When I'm with my dawgs this how |
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I talk to em |
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It's gucci mane la flar |
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I'm finna talk to em |
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My guala, my partna, mota manana? gracias denada brought me years of dollars |
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Que pasa amigo? coca mudo necho cohina mucho es grande on the repo |
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Ese el pablo my barrio your barrio |
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I'm ese my friende you speak real good engles600 wednesday 5000 tuesday el nombre es gucci no punta no ***** |
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Ronas and ku***** kilos and elbows chito seritas they come from mexico |
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There he go, 20 tacos got me 50 burritos, s 550 mercedes on flat shoals, que pasa manana |
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My guala guala, my partna partna, love to treat a ***** to a stingin lobsta, now a ***** owe him a million dollars, |
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Got me making 10 g's an hour, moneys power, time is money, you don't know the ***** then serve the dummy, |
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Serve the junkies then ride ashantis[Hook] |
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What's the bombaglats my trap-spot, dreadlocks and rastas, rude boys and rude girls, |
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Jamaican mobsters, |
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I shot the sheriff, smoking bob marley, all of this ecstacy is killing me softly |
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Turgo and curry, mid grade so pretty, this spots my x spot, can't dodge the red dot, smoking the lala, |
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Can't get no higher, where is me iya? she sends me fire, where is me lighter, look at me ice-uh, |
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Step up your neckpiece, |
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I like your wife-uh, |
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I pack a rifle, |
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I love me life-uh, |
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Put up your hands before, |
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I put up my rifle.[Hook] |
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What's up ***** wut it do, |
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I'm good my ***** how are you, half a chicken, whole chicken, quarter chicken |
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What it move? |
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Bentley coupe on bentley shoes, hell na them ain't 22's, still keep coke in inner tubes, |
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Plotting on my next buissness move, 26 inch tennis shoes, old school paint it maserati blue, |
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Brought my gun, but forgot my roof, pulling up with your baby boo, ooh ooh it's you know who, |
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It's nascar baby what you gonna do, looking for something thick |
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I can screw, paint change |
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And my diamonds too, trap ***** watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you, |
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If you a stubborn artist |
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I'm signing you, |
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I'm still the same ***** that be *****ning too, |
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Trap *****, watch reminding you, my grill and ring be blinding you, |
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If you a stubborn artist |
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I'm signing you, |
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I'm still the black ***** that be *****ning too *****. |