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"Don't Loose No Load"
(feat. Chief Keef)

"Don't Loose No Load"
(feat. Chief Keef)



[Hook - Gucci Mane:]
You betta not loose that load
Don't loose that load
Don't loose that load
You betta not loose that load
Nigga I got blow
And I sell dope
I know El Chapo
I cannot loose no load
You betta not loose no load [x4]

[Verse 1 - Gucci Mane:]
Listen to the key
Tennessee, shit I wanna see
Gucci Mane you know I got the D
I'mma hit the D
Thousand pints I copped them in the D
Come and shop with me
Gucci Mane or Gucci call me Guwop
Nigga 1 and 3
Raised with the fiends and the crackhead queens
It's funny how the J's keep J's on my feet
I learned to make the money the money can't make me
Got no money and no powder your ass up shit creek
They call me barbershop Guwop cause all I do is cut the top
[?] diamonds should have shopped with the Wop
Shoulda kept it hood with me but you done shopped with a cop
All these blocks, hit the spot look like I'm signed to the Roc

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Chief Keef:]
Aye
I ain't gonna lie, I lost the load
Fucking with the cops I was selling blows
Look at me now, look how I was
I'm Chief Keef bitch I gotta bust
Smoking dope with my fellas
And we getting fucking cheddar
From the block we still tote Berettas
Berettas rip through your damn leather
Sending bullets like letters
Up bitch like [?]
Fly like feathers
I'm a machete bitch I [?]

[Hook]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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"Don't Make No Sense"
(feat. Fabolous, 8 Ball)

"Don't Make No Sense"
(feat. Fabolous, 8 Ball)



Don't make no God damn sense
Don't don't make no God damn sense
Don't make no God damn sense
Don't don't make no God damn sense

I'm in a rush, I'm rolling kush
I'm cooking dope, don't interrupt
50 bricks came in a bus
I intercept, I finished up
Gucci Mane, I'm sinister
Politics like a senator
30 year prime minister
Eat rappers for dinner bruh
From selling dope to selling big houses like a realtor
I pull up in a black and black maybach like a governor
Some critics say they can't understand me, I'm a southerner
Bad bitch rocking chanel but she's a foreigner
Pull up in them twin maseratis, yeah they identical
And I bought a new Kawasaki, I'm popping wheelies bruh
Miami Beach police pull me over, aye what the ticket for
He mad cause the bitch on the back ain't from America

Now this shit really don't make no God damn sense
Police chase but jumped the God damn fence
Ain't no room in the house for all these God damn bricks
So many bills at the spot, don't make no God damn sense
Don't make no God damn sense
Don't don't make no God damn sense
Don't make no God damn sense
Don't don't make no God damn sense

Don't make no God damn sense
Man it's a God damn shame
They talking shit from the bench
Get in the God damn game
I mean you boys need to chill
Them niggas hot champagne
Nigga I do that shit
You don't do a God damn thang
And I'm really sorry
I just got that calarrari, smoking northern castafari
While I'm eating calamari
And these suckas can't stomach that
Guess they can't dodge us
That I'm making majors moves and they ain't making progress
Say hi Jess, ya'll meet pretty Jessica
Know she got that good brain, I just keep on testing her
Don't come with my package, I'm a have to kill the messenger
Smell some funny shit and I'm a spray that air freshner

Now this shit really don't make no God damn sense
Police chase but jumped the God damn fence
Ain't no room in the house for all these God damn bricks
So many bills at the spot, don't make no God damn sense
Don't make no God damn sense
Don't don't make no God damn sense
Don't make no God damn sense
Don't don't make no God damn sense

No off brand niggas run with my click
Choppa so big, don't make no God damn sense
Spent a whole lot of racks on a whole lot of packs
Spent a whole lot of crack on a whole lot of track
Got a bitch in every city with a whole lot of back
Smoked a whole lot of weed, ate a whole lot of snacks
Had 28 grams when I fell up in this bitch
Smoked it all for I left, don't make no God damn sense
I'm on kush, she on pills in a short short dress
Bitch ass so big don't make no God damn sense
Gucci Mane was like ball where you get that bitch
Bitch ass so big don't make no God damn sense

Now this shit really don't make no God damn sense
Police chase but jumped the God damn fence
Ain't no room in the house for all these God damn bricks
So many bills at the spot, don't make no God damn sense
Don't make no God damn sense
Don't don't make no God damn sense
Don't make no God damn sense
Don't don't make no God damn sense
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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"Don't Trust"
(feat. Young Scooter)

"Don't Trust"
(feat. Young Scooter)



[Verse 1:]
Bricksquad bachelors cookers, we get extras
Say that that's your bitch but nigga we did ask ya
Spent 10 Million dollars of VVS's
Woke up in Texas, he text me, I start flexing
Diamonds chains sexy, my pistol is my best friend
I haven't killed in so many years, I get rusty
Hustling, my 40 keep buldging in on the justice
These scary niggas calling the cops, but I ain't touched them
Finessed em, tricked them, leopards, that's on Simpson
Impress them, a victim, another lead hit successful
My weapon, F it, Join em you wanna help em
And since you said you looking for Gucci, I'm on Gresham

[Hook:]
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust him, he'll take some, he'll take some, we'll take some
Don't trust us, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some

[Verse 2:]
Worth for couple mill, still I take some
24 hours, got the base running
Sale swag bags, I got freights coming
Sale you swag pack, take it back from you
Them diamonds round your wrist, cause you a lot of problems
You scared you tuck ya ice, cause you don't want no problems
These young niggas out here hungry, they say it's no more starving
Finessing jewelry season, everybody robbing
Don't trust me, cause I'm from the streets
Going drug shoppin, cop a couple of keys
I finesse the plug, when we don't agree
Dummy bank rolls, send em over seas

[Hook:]
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust him, he'll take some, he'll take some, we'll take some
Don't trust us, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some

[Verse 3:]
Ya'll niggas know how I move, y'all niggas know what it do
Versace frames on my face, I'm a 4 eyeded fool
If I should blue with your boo, pay mine to do on my coupe
A quarter brick for the booze, at least a 4 and a deuce
You know I shoot through my jacket, you call the troops for your truce
Full metal jacket a savage, I put 3 mill on your crew
The world grenade in the room, watch all your partners kaboom
I'm a so icy tycoon, got 2 balloons in my True's
Is you gon hoe up or blow up? Is you gonn grow up or throw up
Cause I got dojos to roll up and I might pour us a 4
I can't drive a Corolla, roll around in a roller
That's a drop in Rolls Royce, y'all niggas act like you know us

[Hook:]
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust me, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
Don't trust him, he'll take some, he'll take some, we'll take some
Don't trust us, I'll take some, I'll take some, I'll take some
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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"Done With Her"
(feat. French Montana)

"Done With Her"
(feat. French Montana)



[Hook:]
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
Oh that's yo girl but last night I had some fun with her
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
I did some things with her you probably ain't even done with her
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
I'm beatin her thing up from the back like I'm The Punisher
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
She seen poppin bottles standin on the furniture
I'm done with her

[Verse 1:]
She doesn't run, her friend, he can handle us
She doin too much just like Nina, on my chancellor
Then she work in Magic City then I'm dancing her
Bitch do you want these all hundreds, I'm just askin ya
These niggas ain't getting no money, get yo dollars up
I call up squad and they hold 100 bottles up
She a bad bitch, a pimp, I'm tryna auction her
She super fly, so fly that other bitch is shockin her
He so lame, he say he don't wanna bother her
In the net, gangsta tryna get some followers
You can have her back my nigga, I just borrowed her
She wanna stand next to me, get seen by photographers
She ask what's my side bitch? I don't, ascrolaja
I was a jet wearin duck head in all the cuts
Alligator was no slick as Atticus
And I'm a text me a bitch, it's time to audit her

[Hook:]
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
Oh that's yo girl but last night I had some fun with her
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
I did some things with her you probably ain't even done with her
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
I'm beatin her thing up from the back like I'm The Punisher
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
She seen poppin bottles standin on the furniture
I'm done with her

[Verse 2:]
We be standin on them couches, 20 bottles up
No, we take em to the crib and hit the models up
If that's yo wifey come and get er cause I'm done with her
If you see the things she be doin you'll be done with her
Then I passed er to the homies, they had fun with her
Homerun, everybody had to turn er up
She be tweakin, we be skiin on yo furniture
Christopher Rios, back shots, I'm a punisher
My nigga Gucci told me she's a ho bitch
She drank that out the condom, what a cold bitch
Wiped it on yo sheet, caught er in the street,
Icy in the V, hit er from the back, wifey is a freak
Yellow diamonds on my Audemar, told er I'm a call er ma
Blowin money fast like I'm slingin dope and ball em up
40 bottles, 20 hoes, 30 cars, 100 O's

[Hook:]
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
Oh that's yo girl but last night I had some fun with her
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
I did some things with her you probably ain't even done with her
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
I'm beatin her thing up from the back like I'm The Punisher
I'm done with her, I'm done with her
She seen poppin bottles standin on the furniture
I'm done with her
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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"Dont Deserve It"

"Dont Deserve It"


[Intro:]
Rich niggas is back
It's the little Rochy right here
I know ya'll love it when we get together
Let's get em Gucci

[Verse 1:]
I'm walkin with my strap, I give a fuck a nigga search
Don't keep it in the car, I got that pistol on person
You pissed Flocka Flame – you dissed the fuckin wrong person
Run up on Gucci Mane – you be another dead person
I toss em in the river – now the whole city searchin
The AK hit his ass and now that nigga leave the surgeon
Try me in this club then I'm gon shut it down early
Scene was so sick that the police start hurling

[Interlude:]
Undisputed Dynamic Duo in the building
Stand up for this shit man
We raised ya'll niggas
DJ Holiday, Gucci Mane
Trap Back 2 niggas

[Verse 2:]
I'm walkin with my strap, I give a fuck a nigga search
Don't keep it in the car, I got that pistol on person
You pissed Flocka Flame – you dissed the fuckin wrong person
Run up on Gucci Mane – you be another dead person
I toss em in the river – now the whole city searchin
The AK hit his ass and now that nigga leave the surgeon
Try me in this club then I'm gon shut it down early
Scene was so sick that the police start hurling
East Atlanta zone, 60 niggas so thirsty
The sharp with your 2's, damn rob your ass thirsty
One years old and he already start cursin
20 years old and he already start servin

[Hook:]
If you ain't getting money then I think you don't deserve it
You reach for my chain you be another dead person
Big Guwap, why they call me Mr. Perfect
Then look me in my eyes when you see me cause you're nervous
I murk your homeboy and I smoked a pound of purple
You're talkin to the cops, pussy nigga I know you're worthless
Hard top Rolls, smoking kush behind the curtains
The word just came in, wutchu wanna purchase?

[Verse 3:]
Fuck it cause the young nigga turfin
If you ain't getting no money then these bitches feel you're worthless
Oh you a liar why? Then I'm a make you short-circuit
These clown ass niggas need to go work in the circus
Million dollar nigga but I still eat churches
You try me in these churches then my boy then start burstin
When he died and this Boosy mama feel he didn't deserved it
Brass cutter in my pocket, I carve yo ass up like a turkey
Put that on my squad, I ain't gon let no nigga hurt me
My gun do all my talkin and I know you niggas heard me
Old school vet like I'm fuckin James Wordish
But I'm shootin from the corner like I'm fuckin Bobby Hurley

[Hook:]
If you ain't getting money then I think you don't deserve it
You reach for my chain you be another dead person
Big Guwap, why they call me Mr. Perfect
Then look me in my eyes when you see me cause you're nervous
I murk your homeboy and I smoked a pound of purple
You're talkin to the cops, pussy nigga I know you're worthless
Hard top Rolls, smoking kush behind the curtains
The word just came in, wutchu wanna purchase?

[Verse 4:]
Money makin me, no it's money makin Wooda
My youngin 13 like a 3rd world shooter
In a couple years he'll be taking over blocks
AK47, got him takin over spots
The only thing I see in the mirror is me
Before you catch me slippin it's gon be a first degree
Word around town you a motherfuckin hater
We fucked the same bitch, the only difference is you paid er
If you ain't getting money you a motherfuckin joke
Reachin for my strap if a nigga going broke
Screamin adios, left from bacon from the toast
One minute here, next minute you a ghost (adios)

[Hook:]
If you ain't getting money then I think you don't deserve it
You reach for my chain you be another dead person
Big Guwap, why they call me Mr. Perfect
Then look me in my eyes when you see me cause you're nervous
I murk your homeboy and I smoked a pound of purple
You're talkin to the cops, pussy nigga I know you're worthless
Hard top Rolls, smoking kush behind the curtains
The word just came in, wutchu wanna purchase?

Gucci!
 
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06.07.2010
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"Dope Love"

"Dope Love"


Baby Dope

[Verse 1:]
I'm fiending for you girl, I'm dope fiend
Addicted to you girl like a codeine
And ain't no re-rock I'm a come clean
Have your beer pushing love you can call me

[Hook:]
We got that dope love, dope love, dope love
Baby dope love, dope love, dope love [x2]
Baby dope love, dope love
Baby girl we got that dope [x4]

[Verse 2:]
You want a nigga like me, it don't come cheap
Baby I'm a go hard, I'm a straight freak
You can run now, later you gon chase me
Cause you been playing games with me for like eight weeks
We got a dope love, we got a bond that unspoke of
Two guns we don't give them haters no love
So thug, see her ex man and mean mugged
My dope girl, double cup leaned up
Say, thank the creator cause he made you
Thank you, gotta thank your mama cause she raised you
Hater, I bet that your daddy is a hater
Say there, ain't no need to cross that on the plate

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
See your man is a man but he ain't me
See that nigga can't be what he can't be
Baby it ain't really cheating if he don't see
And if you ever want me you can call me
We got a dope love, dope bond, you a dope girl
Dope girl, so dope, bringing more girls
Don't do em me to you went for more girls
Dope bond having fun, never told on
My girlfriend who was finer than my girlfriend
I carry on, Came to see what she was carrying
Carry on, how many bags you gon carry on?
Louis Vouton, ass bustin out them Darions

[Hook:]
We got a dope love, dope love, dope love
Baby dope love, dope love, dope love [x2]
Baby dope love, dope love
Baby girl we got that dope [x4]
 
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"Dope Show"

"Dope Show"


[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
1017 Dreamteam
Eating them percocetes like they was baked beans
I just got out found out who got clean lean
And gas weed and Miley C
Peewee Longway with me that's my blood brother
Two pints of P's on us so we mud brothers
My life's a gangsta movie man I love colors
I'm in a red bentley Brooklyn it's just me and Thugga
They say I'm getting skinny but all of my blunts stuffed
Ain't nuthin' skinny but them skinnies on my bentley truck
This molly really got me thow'd up in a Mulsanne backseat
Pow'd up two three's of the codeine
And feel I'm bout to OD
I'm in a rari but I'm runnin from the police
A carbon 15 on me and an ounce of OG
These niggas say they know Gu-wop but they don't know me
Ten G's of molly on me so I brought sand to the beach

[Chorus:]
I'm in a ghost same color dope
Feel like I just came here on a banana boat
Come to my store, knock on my door
Soon as I get rid of them I got plenty more
Like Curtis Blow I got to blow
Like Bruce Leroy I got to gloat
I do a show like I'm selling dope
I rep for the hood it's a dope show

[Verse 2: PeeWee Longway]
Me and big Gu-wop servin them bricks of du-wop
Them drummers south bricks to d-block
They bookin' those shows for re-rock
Money four door so now I'm re-routin
Looking at a real dope boy with cleeves out
Lebron James shooter trekkin what the heat brought
Real dope boy finnessing with the sheet rock
Feeling like Wayne put it on mamacita
Hit the block break it down serve James Ether
Fuck a thought with drop with the egg beater
Pull up in a drop top but I damn need her
C-Note say we not done counting 20's
Me and Wop in a Bentley flying down 20
Pourin' mud so dark think we sippin' henny
Got a bitch so bad call her dream of Jeannie

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Dope show doing shows like I'm sellin' dope
I'm counting 300, 000 now while she snorting coke
She mix her coke with heroine then she call it speed ballin'
I miss my cooking with OG I hear that weed callin'
I'm on the phone slurring my words because the lean talking
Sipping champagne shoppin' for jeans I'm in mini markets
Trying on giuseppes with a niff and with a beam on it
Smelling like I just smoked a half a pound of green homey
The choos got me looking lean homey
They say the robins looking mean homey
But I ain't sticky cut some lean on it
They say I'm picky bout' my weed homey
These niggas trick u with the lean I put PT's on it
These niggas killin' what they eat homey
They'll treat you like a piece of meat homey
So don't get butchered in the street homey
I ain't had no work in like 2 weeks homey
I gotta feed the streets plus Gu-wop gotta eat homey

[Chorus]
 
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"Double"

"Double"


[Hook:]
My bitch got a bitch, I'm seeing double (double)
Them bitches in double trouble (double)
My bitch got a bitch, I'm seeing double (double)
Them bitches in double trouble (double)
I said double, double double, double double nigga
Double, double double, double double nigga
I'm fuckin these freaks with double rubbers
I'm a lean drinker, I double cup em (lean lean lean)
Double, double, double double
Double, double, double
They wanna shoot me just like double
But I'm a gun tottin motherfucker
Double, double, double
D-d-d-double, double, double
I got a charger in my Charger so it's fuckin double
Cost me a 16, put 16 mo, now I'm burnin rubber

[Verse:]
I got filthy stones around my Rollie like Barney Rubble
These hoes so freaky, when I get head I wear a double rubber
These niggas all sneaky, get 2 40 Glocks, I double tuck em
They wanna shoot at me like double D but they in trouble
I see yo boyfriend is a lion, he's a double dunker
I got his money, plus my money, I got double bucks (Walker money)
Tooly trucks and have more trucks, I double truck
64 Scagli, yea that 4-58 Ferrari bitch, I double stunt
My girlfriend got a girlfriend suckin my balls, they getting them double nuts
Yo baby daddy broke an mussy as hell, he got that double moss
Every time I see keep Shawty on Instagram, man I double those
Me and my main bitch stunt so hard we need to drop a double disk

[Hook:]
My bitch got a bitch, I'm seeing double (double)
Them bitches in double trouble (double)
My bitch got a bitch, I'm seeing double (double)
Them bitches in double trouble (double)
I said double, double double, double double nigga
Double, double double, double double nigga
I'm fuckin these freaks with double rubbers
I'm a lean drinker, I double cup em (lean lean lean)
Double, double, double double
Double, double, double
They wanna shoot me just like double
But I'm a gun tottin motherfucker
Double, double, double
D-d-d-double, double, double
I got a charger in my Charger so it's fuckin double
Cost me a 16, put 16 mo, now I'm burnin rubber
 
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"Down & Out"
(feat. Kesha & Peewee Longway)

"Down & Out"
(feat. Kesha & Peewee Longway)



[Hook:]
Baby, oh it just pains me
To see you down and out
Baby, oh it just pains me
To see you down and out

[PeeWee Longway:]
It just pains me when I see my main boo thang
Down and out, going through her fucking mood swings
You and your bestie having convos about Longway
I just landed first class on the runway
You feel my Feng Shui, I'm in London bae
Racks andale, fuck you mean down and out?
You the queen of my house, got shit to be stressing bout
On your call and I'm en-route, fuck your bestie talking bout?

[Hook:]
Baby, oh it just pains me
To see you down and out
Baby, oh it just pains me
To see you down and out

[Kesha:]
Oh baby, baby just tell me
What do you want and I
All I got to
You ain't gotta say anything
Oh I, don't mind, I do any, anything
Anything you need

[Hook:]
Baby, oh it just pains me
To see you down and out
Baby, oh it just pains me
To see you down and out
 
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"Down On That"
(feat. Young Thug)

"Down On That"
(feat. Young Thug)



[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Re, re, re, remix
I know a rich nigga with them bricks and [?]
I know ya'll ain't gon' catch up for my whole clique
I buy all the verse, I bust 'em down, and I remix
Thugger, Thugger, make a nigga bitch say it

[Hook: Young Thug]
Down on that, down on that, get down on that
Down on that, down on that, get down on that
Down on that, down on that

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Alka-Seltzer plus of junkies
I don't mean to brag but I can purchase [?]
Bitch I got a tummy, not my fuckin' stomach
Bitch I drink that lean until I'm fuckin' vomit
I got a closet full of that R money
I just copped a foreign ho, I think she's from London
You know I'm gonna eat her yeah, she's my fuckin' lunchs
I'm on molly and lean, I'mma have lil momma runnin'
I'mma catch it and beat it, now she leanin' on me
I'm super cray if I catch a bitch cheatin' on me
I love the the money dirt free and licks and shit shit
Too many racks spent for you to be bleachin' shit

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I got the money in the bed with me
A money counter on my dresser
I thank God money there for me
I hope we always be together
A nigga told me he was scared for me
I told him, "Get your shit together"
I walk around with big hands on me
I went to sleep with the bread on me
I get money every day of the week
You know it's dog on dog, these niggas'll kill the dog to eat
I got that .44 bulldog on me and I blast for free
I got them young niggas who'll kill you for an ounce a week

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]
 
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