Gucci Mane

[fox69]

"It Ain't Funny"
(feat. Yo Gotti)

"It Ain't Funny"
(feat. Yo Gotti)



[Chorus]
They murked your homeboy that was cold blooded
& Last I heard they killed him over drug money
He died on a Friday at 11:30
Said he left his girl like
I'm double cupped Shawty my cup so dirty (Pouring)
Never seen a nigga drink so muddy (pouring)
Never seen a nigga make this much money

[Verse 1 - Gucci Mane]
Gucci Mane I want my piece of the pie
I sold dope, I didn't goto DeVry
My mama look me dead square in my eye
And told me you ain't got to lie boy your high (TRUU)
I was a stick up kid I had a .45
I make a nigga put his hands in the sky
They said ill never make it to 25
I was selling nickle bags in junior high
One day every man goto die
I got a gangsta homie come from the chi
Said he been gang banging ever since he was 5
And everyday he thank the lord he alive

[Chorus]
They murked your homeboy that was cold blooded
& Last I heard they killed him over drug money
He died on a Friday at 11:30
Said he left his girl like 11 birdies
I'm double cupped Shawty my cup so dirty (Pouring)
Never seen a nigga drink so muddy (pouring)
Never seen a nigga make this much money

[Verse 2 - Yo Gotti]
Ghost Thang on the feet Quarter key for the shoes
Ten bands for your life, Five hundred on the tool
That's a throw away, Bitch I'm bout to take these hoes to school
That's a murder weapon throw it in the river when you through
On my young nigga shit, in my old school reppin'
With my hat to the back, with my fully loaded weapon
Tried to re-up in my hood, I'mma teach yo ass a lesson
Fresh off a million dollar run, that's what I call a blessing
Bitch I'm cool with the bank owner fucking on the bank teller
Ten figure nigga hood rich, I can buy whatever
But I remember them days when I was starvin'
Like you remember them days when I was robbin'
Hands Up, Face Down, Lemme' get ya sack
Kick the door down nigga tell me where its at
Beat a nigga head with a baseball bat till his eyes turn blue and his head turn black
HA, you dont know the half bout that
Break you loose you yo ass bout that
Ain't no fuck round with them goonies where I'm from, Cuz they not having that

[Chorus]
They murked your homeboy that was cold blooded
& Last I heard they killed him over drug money
He died on a Friday at 11:30
Said he left his girl like
I'm double cupped Shawty my cup so dirty (Pouring)
Never seen a nigga drink so muddy (pouring)
Never seen a nigga make this much money

 

[fox69]

"It's Alive"
(feat. Swizz Beatz)

"It's Alive"
(feat. Swizz Beatz)



[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
1-2, 1-2, 1-2, burrr burrr
This is special, GUCCCI
Its Gucci, that’s what you mean huh..righht? right..
Ladies and gentleman, showtime

[Hook: Swizz Beatz]
My pocket on swole, my rims on chrome
When I hit the club, everything goes
Bottles in the air, put your lighters in the air
But when I'm in here, I don’t really care
Cuz I ride on em, I style on em
I lean on em, yes, I flash on em
Yeh I know, that’s the way you like it, huh, yeh
That’s the way you love me, huh? It’s alive..it’s alive

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
It's alive, it's alive
Rims cut the eyes
I had to bring the bitch back like Frankenstein
I push weight, but Gucci don't exercise
I get extra from whippin up extra pies
I’m in the hood like the mayor round election time
It's a suggestion, don't park your car next to mine
I’ma start when the light hit, I’m 'posed to shine
Your flow is garbage, they let me out just in time
They got a section, but none of the hoes are fine
They need to exit, don't let the grind pass you by
I run laps around lames with my shoes untied
I jump the line, walk in, and watch the crowd divide
Still stuck outside, that's the ugly side
Looked medusa in the eye and medusa died
This is top secret shit, classified
Don't blame me, Swizz was the mastermind
Can't breathe, can't breathe, Toni Braxton time
I got my chain moonwalkin, Michael Jackson time
I keep on buying ice like I lost my mind
This bloodline of mine is supposed to shine

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Hurry up, hurry up Gucci on the news, they say he walked out the jail rockin stupid jewels
They try and find out what it do, admit it, you confused
Too much cash on me, hundreds fallin out me, true
Big yellow wrists, bright as piss, bitch I’m the shit
Big Gucci called Swizz, let’s make a hit
2 things in this world I ain't ever seen
Are you a foreigner nigga? I need to help me get me me
Well if your stomach cannot tote it baby, let me breathe
Cuz I don’t check if no babe or bitch chasin me
Excuse my French, bitch I’m so Gucci, I so fuckin gutter
It don’t make no sense to switch for none these mother fuckas

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Swizz Beatz]
Somebody said my life is it
I said nah dog, my wife is it
Now I'm back, back on 'em like I never, never left
Plus the boy right here, I'm fresh to death
And the Black Card in my back pocket
The Conaseg lookin' like a speeder rocket
Yeah, I'm zoomin' on the highway
And you should love me, I did it my way

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Its Goin Up"
(feat. Bun B, Yo Gotti)

"Its Goin Up"
(feat. Bun B, Yo Gotti)



Are You Ready?
Its Gucci And Dready
Spaghetti Junction
Drop Top Ferrari Call It The Headless Horse
Water Whippin In The Kitchen
My Walkie Bitchern But I Aint Time For Stressin
Im Trying To Screction
I Hold Up My Whip With My Left Wrist
Copy Wristress
Right Wrist Makes Your Words Twist Like Chopsticks
Roof Gone Get Your Present
Top Is Absent
My Old School Make 'em Hate Me Wit A Passion
Loudin Theres A Loudin
Got The Scrodin Count Up A Hundred Thousand
In My Long Johns I'm Up On These Suckas So I Get That Whitey Blocks
See These Niggas Need To Shop Wit Me Come Up On The Knot
Dope Boy Totin Up Four Hundred Thousand To The Lot
Where Them Keys To The Rolls Royce Choppin Like Its Hot
Nigga Try Before I Beat Your Man Give That Puff A Cot
Then My Car .... Give 200 A Shot

Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Yea I'm Hot
My Feature Price Its Goin Up
Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its The Drought
You Know The Price Its Going Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Pull Up To The Club And Theyd Be Wut the Fuck

With News Flash Nigga This Is Straight Off The Wire
My Blood Just GoT blood So His Ass Got To Retire
It Aint All Good Cause I Just Left The Streets Jack
They Say Its A Drought And The Hoods Off The Meatrack
The Trap Was Going Ham Now Its Full Blown Pig
And Yours In The Streets Itll Split Your Full Grown Wig
And Niggas On That Bullshit Sellin Wax And Drywall
Careful Who You're Scoring From Niggas Bound To Dry Out
Me I'm The Trill-O G So I Aint Trippin On 'Em
We Automatic Mayne And we Aint Scared Of Grippin On 'Em
We Got Our Own Bricks You Cant Hit Your Own Licks?
Holla At The Trill-O G Or Mr Zone 6

Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Yea I'm Hot
My Feature Price Its Goin Up
Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its The Drought
You Know The Price Its Going Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Pull Up To The Club And Theyd Be Wut the Fuck

Bring Them Helicopter Prices In The Hood This Shit Outrageous
Gucci Mane Aint Got Like The Money Get Contagious
Stupid Don Porshe Cocaine Miley Cyrus
If Money A Disease I Got A Million Dollar Virus
Lookin Out The Window And My House Looking Like An Island
Fresher Nigga In And Out With An Stylist
Man Cost A Hundred But The Chopper Cost A Thousand
125 Grand pools Running In Your House
The Work Banked Up But the Yeast Went Down
500 Dog Flagged Get Your Bitch Gunned Down
Throw It Up Throw It Up Aces And Spades Pull It Up
Bottle After Bottle We Going Harder Till We Throwin Up

Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Yea I'm Hot
My Feature Price Its Goin Up
Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its The Drought
You Know The Price Its Going Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Pull Up To The Club And Theyd Be Wut the Fuck

 

[fox69]

"Its Not A Day"
(feat. Verse Simmons)

"Its Not A Day"
(feat. Verse Simmons)



[Hook: Verse Simmonds]
It's not a day that goes by
(Ahhhhhh)
That I don't wanna look in your eye
(Ahhhhhh)
Girl you so fine, I might try
(Ahhhhhh)
To fuck around and lick you dry
(Ahhhhhh)
It's not a day that goes by
(Ahhhhhh)
That I don't wanna look in your eye
(Ahhhhhh)
Girl you know you got that fye
(Ahhhhhh)
If you don't give it to me I'll die
(Ahhhhhh)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
She so fine it'll make you cry
Make you smile, even make you lie
Make me cum and I don't know why
Got me acting dumb and I don't know why
Some say I'm sprung and I'm young
And I'm dumb, full of cum
I'm a fiend, you the drug
I'm high
Baby so fly, [?]
Baby drive,
I'm too drunk to drive
Sliding down Ocean Drive
Driving a Lambo like New Jersey [?]
There's two freaks inside
Pull up in a [?] suicide
I propose a toast
Got a bitch so bad I wanna boast
"Bae let's get sum to smoke"
Everywhere I go my youngin wanna go
She wanna go
The hoes with the most from coast to coast
A whole brick just a host
Baby let's elope
I buy you a stone bigger than a cantaloupe
Girl you dope as cancer smoke
And I think I'm a overdose

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I'll be a lie, if didn't say that you fly
And I ain't lying
Louie carrier, carry on bag,
When we flying
I'm supplying all this shit I'm buying
I can keep you high
Private jet, I'm passing Kush out to the pilot when we flying
Ferrari jet, you my copilot when I wanna drive
I do the [?], then you do the [?]
Let's take a ride
You got that wet wet
That water slide, and I wanna slide
We smoking jet fuel
The Kush came in darker this time
[?]
And hit from behind
And damage the [?]
And she came and I came in
That's perfect time
That pussy wet, man it's too wet
It got me sliding
I'm a vet
Got a a mean chick
But shawty riding

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Jackie Chan"
(feat. Migos)

"Jackie Chan"
(feat. Migos)



[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Jackie Chan glasses, Rush Hour traffic
Buffie the Body, the buffer the fattest
Hitted the fool now he riding in the trunk
Rumpin & Bumpin I might hit a bump
A million a month is a lost to a boss
Don't pass me the blunt because I'm in a slump
Biggin' and juggin', bitch what do you want
I'm credit for dope til' the first of the month
Smoking a blunt and my trunk in the front
You like it or leave it, or leave it alone
Slick with the stick and I'm cool with the chrome
One hit of the bong and I leave it alone
Lean and Patron, I know that it's wrong
I know that it's wrong but I jugg on the phone
The day that it came, the day that it gone
Day to day business, cause dope with a tone
Gucci and Ziggy, we back in the business
My pockets my piggy, I'm back on my throne

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
My diamonds hit like Jackie Chan
My ring hit like Jackie Chan
My diamonds hit like Jackie Chan
My ring hit like Jackie Chan
My diamonds hit like Jackie Chan
My ring hit like Jackie Chan
My diamonds hit like Jackie Chan
My ring hit like Jackie Chan
Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan
Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Jackie Chan, diamond wrists, kicking like Liu Kang
Bruce Wayne, Bentley coupe, karate chop my brain
Alligator bally, Versace, Versace, Versace my ring
The j's they love the cocaine
They sniffing the dope off my ring
You know that I'm a magician
The packs I get it and flip it
This lean is killing my kidneys
These birds are singing like Whitney

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Call me Jackie, my diamonds kicking,
I Came a long way from that midget
To pullin' up in Honda Civics
To dropping that top on my Bentley
Them Rush Hour I'm gettin' them Benji
I'm smoking on Jackie, my eyes is chinky
My money is long like a slinky
I fuck with a bitch look like Pinky
I'm Jackie Chan in my city
Where ever I go, I'm good, I can kick it

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Gucci Mane]
My eyes look like Jackie Chan 'cause I smoke that mary jane
My eyes look so Asian, man, 'cause I'm smoking that purple thing
Gucci Mane got stupid Jordans
My kick game on Jackie Chan
Me, Chris Tucker, ride through Tucker
Got pulled over, cause we're two black brothers
Chris Tucker stop laughin' man
This shit here ain't funny man
Rush Hour traffic, smoking that cabbage
Two diamond rings, they Jackie Chan
Gucci got hands like Jackie Chan
Better yet, nigga Chuck Norris
Nigga told me he was back balling
Two weeks later he was back baring
Jackie Chan bitch, my bitch ballin'
Jackie Chan bitch, my bitch foreign
Put your hands up for the black man
Keep your eyes up for the black fan
Gucci Mane and Zay, we back man
Not Pac-Man, it's Jackie Chan

[Hook:]
My diamonds hit like Jackie Chan
My ring hit like Jackie Chan
My diamonds hit like Jackie Chan
My ring hit like Jackie Chan
My diamonds hit like Jackie Chan
My ring hit like Jackie Chan
My diamonds hit like Jackie Chan
My ring hit like Jackie Chan
Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan
Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan, Jackie Chan

 

[fox69]

"James Bond"
(with PeeWee Longway)

"James Bond"
(with PeeWee Longway)



[Hook: x2]
Taze is not my bar
Jay pull got me switching up the car
Talking bu fu fu audemars
An my motor blew on this more more

[Verse 1:]
Longway chamber
Full fergus on
Bad bitch with puns
Get my fucking gangster on
Hold on get my OG on
Hold up on my stuff on
Pike up and briss counts as fun
Took it make it plays at home
The foreign, I just fully gadget person
But in gets the ratchet
Loaded plowing loaded for
Took the gun for sneaky bouncing
OG get one we can bounce in
A thousand on just help me scout for
Who wanna fuck I always help it
My time won't say it help me
My jewels on another level
So much cash gonna need a shovel
Play by debts feed their burial
30 sides sees tiberia
I ain't talking loud nigga
I ain't trying to scare you
I'm a long way but I come to your area
Each of our bars 4G homies on the fuck
With my arm hanging out y'all never for the problems

[Hook: x2]
Taze is not my bar
Jay pull got me switching up the car
Talking bu fu fu audemars
An my motor blew on this more more

[Verse 2:]
Ye it's your odd boys what the fuck you think
For a drank in my cup Kirko Bangz where he come from
She gotta be a chill lady with a damn pompom
A long way blow with a palm in a pompom
Looking all sail south beach on the country
Pirates pat with my palm on my wrist beat
Whooping up with the cane here to make your heartbeat
Smoking on mirage and cloud 99 be
Running round the live here popping on molly
Switching on foreigners can't catch Longway
Burn on the streets, can't catch Longway
Burn out of heat safari on my feet
Jiga boo fool on me
Why say lipstick girl come kiss me
Bustin that spandex, girl you took it
On like automated I took the station
My motor blow on the court of 4 on the circuit
Pants on the road you'll get em when the sun lift
Pull up at your door I ain't trying to hit a dumpster
PeeWee J bum and my fly in the sun beam
I open on fire stay on the door step
Pro with the 24510 in it
Longway J but smash on anything
This y'all odd boys vicious on piggy rain

[Hook: x2]
Taze is not my bar
Jay pull got me switching up the car
Talking bu fu fu audemars
An my motor blew on this more more

 

[fox69]

"James Worthy"

"James Worthy"


[Hook:]
9-45 and I can't lend you my Jordans nigga
Number's 45, if you Jordan the size
Still got the 45, 45 the grills on mine
And nigga bout want a 9 (James Worthy)
George Kirkland, I think I'm on the deep and blow some purp yea
I'm jumpin out the GM though early
I'm pulled up serving drink like Bobby Hurly
Count 42 bricks yea
James Worthy

[Verse:]
Don't send no 2's with the 4'she had em Kobe's on the Jeep and LeBron's on the low
Bout the Jordan's on the coup, 21's on the front
They be dope, do the plastic man, hey set off me dog
Pussy only drink with pour up like I'm shakin away the gold
Shit spooked the brick game, I'm tryna make it back home
It's a sticky situation when you cutting through
10 deuces on the floor, on the track let go
Own career to the damn boys
I need some hoes in this house but I ain't talkin bout ho rich
They be talkin bout dough when you swing my dance move
And I keep money on the floor cause you bring with mo flow
I'm a pock me some sparky shit, nigga I can smoke
Hit the Bentley, hit the part of me, she can pull a ho
Call me round the hood, they know I rob the hood young with the pole
Send the white bitches, black bitch, 100 duzins chromes

[Hook:]
9-45 and I can't lend you my Jordans nigga
Number's 45, if you Jordan the size
Still got the 45, 45 the grills on mine
And nigga bout want a 9 (James Worthy)
George Kirkland, I think I'm on the deep and blow some purp yea
I'm jumpin out the GM though early
I'm pulled up serving drink like Bobby Hurly
Count 42 bricks yea
James Worthy

 

[fox69]

"John Dillenger"
(with PeeWee Longway)

"John Dillenger"
(with PeeWee Longway)



[Verse 1:]
Longway Jim serving catching
Pasting gotta get benz on the run up
Clicking pow fierce and pay
Serving all broads feel all your dinner
Fat dough I tie you up and take it
Got the same brick back off in the winter
Clicks for kilometers dear fish stake
Take your land out the prick
I'm a boss big ass, kissing on the kid
I ain't trying to lay up I'm a swear I'm gonna kill 'em
ATL love in my city cost my friend nigga my attendance
Keep talking out loud I see you a sprinter
Ya'll nigga 13 then I come kill 'em
The padre got the same box of vision
Rest in the bar, step to the ceiling
I heard you got the thing wrapped in the kitchen
Southern calls born coming I ain't chilling
I'm the handy man puppy don Dillenger
I advise you give a thank to me
Y'all niggas ain't sweet no more than bunkin
Changing your color what you banging buddy
Got a band roll on me full of dough
F in hold the coupe on me

[Hook:]
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
You got a bank
I'm on to get it
John Dillinger
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
You thought you were safe
I'm moving your safe
I come to get it
John Dillinger,
I'm on that bank
I'm coming to get it
John Dillinger
Dillinger
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
John Dillinger

[Verse 2:]
I'm out here getting it dealin' it
45 diamond down your duffles full of benjies
Sit the gap back player when did you get plague get her through
I'm at the bank John Dillinger bring me that sack back
You fool, that's swoll I got his racks and my gas back
In and out the hashback on the forge the smash that
Down for Longway nasty watch your ped again
Don't let that dude fool for those shoes
Fallin Christian Lou
Effin' in still tucked on due, put that file on you
Channel 5 2 action lube toss the breakin Lou
Longway trappin main passin again
Bitch down tiss again
Beat beat beat the red back again
We unload bells again
Snuck the tread in seen get caught again
My swiffer than brian lou

[Hook:]
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
You got a bank
I'm on to get it
John Dillinger
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
You thought you were safe
I'm moving your safe
I come to get it
John Dillinger,
I'm on that bank
I'm coming to get it
John Dillinger
Dillinger
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
John Dillinger

[Verse 3:]
Blood or creep you can foo fight
I let her suck a dick and get his feather plucked
Down right nigga dated out the drink for
Don't get your John wind up about the devil cup
I got bricks and OG gas, plus them bands in
Fucked your bitch and your pad again
Now you scream your Longway beef
Uncle Sam kept your taxes
'Cause you looking like you damn sure made them
That molly long on my ass again
All thrown up in my beamer

[Hook:]
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
You got a bank
I'm on to get it
John Dillinger
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
You thought you were safe
I'm moving your safe
I come to get it
John Dillinger,
I'm on that bank
I'm coming to get it
John Dillinger
Dillinger
I'm out here dealin'
I'm out here dealin'
John Dillinger

 

[fox69]

"Jugg House"
(feat. Young Scooter & Fredo Santana)

"Jugg House"
(feat. Young Scooter & Fredo Santana)



[Intro:]
Young Chop on the beat
Your time Scooter, turn up

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
My life is a jugg, my momma, she jugg
I own the word jugg, juggs got me fooled
Rest in peace to Lante, he died making the jugg
Free my nigga, Tay, he made sure, the whole hood good
I met my nigga Gucci Mane, I was making the jugg
They gave me jugger of the year cause I jugg so good
You can't jugg, jugg-man, I cut off your hand
I'll jugg you out your bands, and switch phones on your ass

[Hook:]
I woke up in Juggland, what a great feeling
House full of Mexicans, nothing but drug dealing
Mi casa su casa Vato!, that's a jugg house
RIP Griselda Blanco, that's a jugg house
100 kilo, thank the chapo, that's a jugg house
We got 18 carat fully autos at the jugg house
Jugg house, jugg house

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Mi casa su casa brotha
No bother cook powder brotha
We mix work like Spinderella
Black brick, white brick, salt and pepper
Yellow Maz and mozzarella
Shook house push three tons a day
While Molly sayin' who wanna get, we on the street but on the beat
Ran off on him I used my feet, Atlanta Hawks, Miami Heat
These Christian Lubs cost thirty-three
That's thirteen times your twenty-three
I still can cook the dope, remember the shit just like the A-B-C's
A-B-C, nigga, 1-2-3 - that 3-2-1 with a M-16

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Fredo Santana]
Billion everyday, everyday's a jugg house
Juggin' everyday, gotta meet my plug
Hit the trap up, make sure my work is good
Run off with that work, get left in the woods
Finessin' you out your work, get robbed in my hood
Drivin' real dirty tryna make a couple juggs
30's and F-Ns all under my hood
Got my money all in my pocket
You reach for it I'm poppin'
Ballin' like those stuntin, shooters with me, they thirsty
They ain't miss shit, they murkin'
They hittin' shit on purpose
I'm with Guwop, Scoot, and niggas nervous
Hoes see my horses, your bitch want me, can't afford it
Kill a nigga for my fortune, your bitch want me, can't afford it
I'll kill a nigga for my fortune
300 shit man

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Jugg Nigga"
(with PeeWee Longway)

"Jugg Nigga"
(with PeeWee Longway)



[Hook:]
5 stopper
Magnum break no spike that is out
On the fire paddle
In the rrari it doesn't cash out
A thousand bucks touch a nigga
Call me cash out
You dropping door nigga
Take his ass out
You're a jugg nigga, we will take your ass out
You're a jugg nigga, we will take your ass out
Around hood nigga, we will take your ass out
A thousand racks put you, we will take your ass out

[Verse:]
I got racks, I got racks, I got racks
I baked your drunk ass
A thousand bands I decade we just took off in here
I roll around with that AK
I know you see by that brick
Fuck him just set him naughty
Keep calling me and my hottie
I ain't half no nigga
I'm still in the line running around
With the same dough tell like you on me on cabin
You know the green night a chopper nigga
With a New York nigga rockin niggas
And my braat might've popped a nigga
Real money not monopoly nigga
And those still can't serve you in the roast
Sorry in the ghost
Sorry in the rrari for them dollar
MPA see y'all, MPA boss
Count back home get bail for it

[Hook:]
5 stopper
Magnum break no spike that is out
On the fire paddle
In the rrari it doesn't cash out
A thousand bucks touch a nigga
Call me cash out
You dropping door nigga
Take his ass out
You're a jugg nigga, we will take your ass out
You're a jugg nigga, we will take your ass out
Around hood nigga, we will take your ass out
A thousand racks put you, we will take your ass out