Gucci Mane

[fox69]

"Street Niggaz"

"Street Niggaz"


Im A Street Nigga Dog Everybody Kno Dat
So A Hater Get Smashed Bond Money On Deck
Gave My Dog Half A Brick 4 A "73" Dunk
Got Dat Bull Frog Yah Cuz I Kno It Gone Jump
Im A Real Street Nigga Do You Understand Me
Im A Walkin Bank Roll Breezy Rubberband Me
Red Monkeys On My Ass Gucci Frames On My Face
Got Dat Tony Tiger Kush Man Pimp It Smoke Great
Every Time My Phone Ring Dog Its 18-5
Only Problem Dat I Have Is What Car Im Gone Drive
Im A Real Street Nigga I Aint Never Had Shit
Man This Chain Roun My Neck Cost 4 Or 5 Bricks
Im A Street Nigga Dog I Dont Love No Bitch
I Aint Talkin 2 You Baby Less You Buyin 10 Bricks
Bought A "06" Lamb Wit Da Butterfly Doors
That's A Quarter Million Dollars Gone Just 2 Pull Hoes

Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
You A Street Nigga Just Like Me
Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
No Industry Im In These Streets [x2]

Im A Street Nigga Dog Hoes Love My Swag
And Da Jacob On My Wrist Thats A Drop Top Jag
Bought A Drop Top Vet And A Super Bad Bitch
How Much You Thank It Worth Bout 95 Bricks
Way Back In 95 It Was 95 Cent
Now Im 95 South With An R&B Bitch
Every Time I Leave The House Brang At Least 10 Grips
Cause Its 2 Or 3 Stacks Just To Park My Whips
Got A Small Amount Of Niggaz But A Large Amount Of Clips
And A Blue Bent Coop Same Color As Da Crips
Mean Mug On My Face Nigga Aint Nothin Funny
60 Grand On The Jac Nigga Time Cost Money
Got A Quarter Million Plate Das 18 Blocks
When Da Cops Try 2 Whip Me Man I Aint Gone Stop
Im A Real Street Nigga Dog I Aint Gone Lie
Bought A Pound Of Bubba Kush Just 2 Get The Clique High

Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
You A Street Nigga Just Like Me
Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
No Industry Im In These Streets [x2]

Im A Street Nigga Dog So I Love My Whip
Car Jack A Street Nigga Dats How Niggaz Get Killed
Im A Street Nigga Dog So I Love My Block
Paid A Junky Three Grams Just To Wash My Drop
Street Niggaz Love Me And I Love Street Niggaz
Got A Out Of Town Trap Come Twice A Week Nigga
Im A East Atlanta Vet Man I Aint Done Yet
Bitches Standin In Line Just To Wipe My Sweat
If You Make A Good Count
Then You Under Good Cheack
Never Beef Wit Street Niggaz Dog Thats Ya Best Bet
Street Niggaz Make A College Bitch Panies So Wet
To A Project Bitch Im Da Best Its Gone Get
Street Nigga Of The Year Yeah Dog Dats Me
Just 2 See My Wrist Twirl Man It 18 G's
Gucci Eatin Real Good Dog What About You
Im A Street Nigga Dog You A Street Nigga 2

Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
You A Street Nigga Just Like Me
Im A Street Nigga Dog
Im A Street Nigga Dog
No Industry Im In These Streets [x2]

 

[fox69]

"Stuff Crust"
(with PeeWee Longway)

"Stuff Crust"
(with PeeWee Longway)



[Hook:]
We rollin' 2 grand doobies,
Point 5 for cuties
Blowin San Francisco cookies
It's bout to be a movie
Call me PeeWee Tarantino
Big clouds of weed smoke
Hashing flash like a weed low
Start crushing till we overdue
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust

[Verse 1:]
In the trap house man a homie struck go get
Put down swisher roll up here
Still crusing the beamers at
Ain't no pressure got alot of bag
Ain't got to worry about popo bag
You can roll your own jay keep nothing
Come cook it it's a virus
Smell in the bed
Got your tumor if you know what the hell is that
San Francisco you got to be afraid to get that
I'm a bosey I got me a mail mechanism
In the long life long blunt powder and sense
Rick man calling it's a scrunch mail in it
Blowing gas with a bad bitch, she gaggin' and shit
My bad I stuck 2 grounds in this spliff
I forgot you smoke power fire queue shit
Baby gone I'm the back of man trying to catch a breath
I'm a stalker crossing over by the red man trip
How you caught a nigga moving how I kick big shit
But the whole bank cross the crust like dick
Only cut with 4 sluts got big butts
I'm amazed once a star crust hit swisher
And I can't wait to smoke it with her
Like cookie she throwin up
Like the movies we stuck in crowd

[Hook:]
We rollin' 2 grand doobies,
Point 5 for cuties
Blowin San Francisco cookies
It's bout to be a movie
Call me PeeWee Tarantino
Big clouds of weed smoke
Hashing flash like a weed low
Start crushing till we overdue
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust

[Verse 2:]
Give me a swisher so I can roll up
And I'm leaning so hard look like I'm doing the hold on
No smile blush, your blunt need to grow up
And I keep that gag in me alive so I can blow up
I need more haters, that's why I smoke a pound a day
I need some acres
I keep a blunt on me like it's my firearm
We in the club for one reason
Set out the fire alarm
Them fat blunts that's how we smoke
And it ain't strong if you don't choke
Fuck the nike deal I should sign with coke
We getting fields of that shit
On a fucking boat

[Hook:]
We rollin' 2 grand doobies,
Point 5 for cuties
Blowin San Francisco cookies
It's bout to be a movie
Call me PeeWee Tarantino
Big clouds of weed smoke
Hashing flash like a weed low
Start crushing till we overdue
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust

 

[fox69]

"Stunt"
(feat. Tracy T)

"Stunt"
(feat. Tracy T)



Gucci on 8s, 4s, deuces and sixes
30s, deuces, 34s ya trippin
Blowing horse ashantis
Fugates, bugattis, for ones, lambs

Man I'm always stuntin, my money makin money
If I throw the dueces at ya then I showed yo ass a hundred
My soldiers are blunted, yo soldiers ain't nuthin
We'll put ya forehead in yo ass or put your hairline in yo stomach
I'm ridin on Gary Coleman I'm rich like mr. truman
Whatchu doin willis? I say tryna make some money
I'm traveling around the country, I'm touring foreign countries
I'm drivin foreign cars and I'm knockin foreign honeys
A birthday bash in Belgium and a Sunday show in London
I chill like Lauren London in my johnson is a luncheon
She say she got the munchies I'm a try to have a contest
See who has the fattest ass we'll see who go the hardest
You better wear a hard hat cause these bitches out here stuntin
Say they aspiration was to be a baby mama
Maybe get a baby hummer not on me lil mama
I ball out through the winter and I stunt all through the summer

[Hook x2:]
I'mma stunt this summer, I'mma roll me a cup then stunt in front ya
Roll me a blunt cut the trunk up homie, then I stunt on homie

[Tracy T:]
Gucci Gucci all summer, Louis all summer
I'm a I'm a stunt cause I just made me bout a 100
See the white charm? And see the necklace?
With no muscle, that dude be flexin
I'm a got to Lenox, I'm a go to Saks
Cause I turned that 10 piece into like a 20 pack
My gun enormous, my suit like the hornet
None not gon mind to drive it was just parked em
I'm a stunt I'm a stunt cause I got money
Crack rock I can turn a thug into a junkie
Bitches I can get em with no problem and it's nothing
Told her I'm a stunt, I can get you out that Honda
9 millie, 40 cal, 4 5 dumper
For them niggas hating when a young nigga be stuntin
Stunt in front of em, stunt on homie
Nigga I'm a stunt stunt stunt...

[Hook:]
I'mma stunt this summer, I'mma roll me a cup then stunt in front ya
Roll me a blunt cut the trunk up homie, then I stunt on homie

Gucci got it, Gucci got it
But you know nothing about it
You still stuck in the projects with no money in yo pocket
I seen you at the party, you still ain't got no car yet?
You passenger seat of your homeboy car, boy that's his main bitch
Man that's some deep shit, some will say weak shit
Yo bitch pussy so deep, it make a nigga seasick
Larty's on fugates, lowy's on the mazze
Vette on Ashantis, bitches in the party
Bitches in the lobby, we kickin just like sake
Benihana sake sake monotoly backe
Gucci Gucci Gucci mane or call me Gucci race
The million dollar man, call me Gucci deveoci
72 cutlass 350 rocket, so much money wish I had 50 pockets
72 cutlass 350 rocket, so many pockets, so many gualas gualas

 

[fox69]

"Stupid Wild"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Cam'ron)

"Stupid Wild"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Cam'ron)



[Gucci Mane]
Pop, hit it one more time and nigga you ain't alive
Homie you and i, know the trooper
Thats between you and i
Got some jewelry on me, yeah
Stupid jewewlry on me now
If you think you finna shit on gucci
Then just show me how
Someone dis me yesterday,
What im 'posed to do, go cry?
With my money chasin million dollar mission on the side
Just a chicken in my lap
Im bout to trust her then I die
Im so hood right now
They question whats gettin gucci high?
Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild,
Homie thats my style
Girls fightin,
Hoes flexin, man
Just to touch my tie
Get my squad squad,
I ain't been this hard in a while
Blow top off,
I ain't been this hard in a while

[Chorus]
Stupid wild, stupid stupid wild,
Homie thats my style [4x]
Every single night im ballin,
Sippin on that drank, girls crawlin
Mostly every night im countin, countin,
Niggas wanna fight but im shootin, shootin
Niggas wanna fight but im shootin, shootin
Bitches wanna fuck me, mainly
Cause I got a catch and im famous
Im tryin to hold my head above water, water
Stack a million cash I just oughta, oughta
My chain cost a stack cause im gucci,
My wardrobe gucci'd out like im boosting
Shine with all this ice
Homie shine, shine
Wanna hate me?
Get a ticket and join the line
Fine
(its gucci)

[Lil Wayne]
Wilder than a jaguar,
Wilin in a jaguar,
Please don't play with me
Ill put that pistol on your grandpa
I swear im so wild
I think I just may need a zanthar
If she on my team
I bet that bitch know who she playin for
Mr. coach carter
Or mr. go harder
And I like my kush dry
Like a fish with no water
Swagger stupid perfect,
I might as well surf it
And if she ain't fuck me
She get the voicemail service
Tell it like it be,
Bitch I do it for the bloods
And every fuckin time I say
"soo woop" its for the bloods
With you just like I love
I do just like I does
And if you wanna fight,
Come on you can fight my guns
Weezy man, young money

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Suckaz"

"Suckaz"


[Verse 1:]
I sold so many jays, been locked on so many times
I had to grind to shine, I fire up bout mine
I did a homicide, I'm ready to die bout mine
Committed genocide, I testified bout mine
I live a life of crime, I served me some time
Bitch I got 6 for 5, cool with 2 pass at a time
You better recognize, I put my neck on the line
You told me several times, you better respect my mind
And all we mixing pies, I got a take out of 9
And all we fixing pies, I'm serving 3 at a time
I hit the lick to shine, I left my boy in the blind
That's how it is sometimes, I keep my hand on the 9
It's Gucci

[Hook:]
You gotta move your feet, know how the game go
I'm stepping on toes, I'm stepping on toes
Man I'm stepping on toes
I'm shittin on on all the fools, I got that 4-4
I'm in that super sport
Hood Fredo oh
A sucka bout all this jewelry
A sucka bout all that's Louie
The suckaz got the ride new Bentley
Finessing got my wrist so bluey

[Verse 2:]
I'm a bachelor, I'm available, got bills and them mailable
I'm alleable, condo with a great view of the sailor boats
Coke clean as a baby, as nigga Thomas to get it here
Shout out to my cartel bitch fix me a cocktail
My block do cartwheels, got keys like a locksmith
I met a bitch so bad, I gave her keys to a mach 6
Versace my glasses, I skip out of my classes
My top in the trash, I left my top with my last bitch
Moved on to another home, trade a rent for a yellow bone
For diamond chest they throw my neck, it look like a hamming bone
It's Gucci and Shawty, thank the lord that we beat the case
Them haters can holler, cause I think I need a hearing aid

[Hook:]
You gotta move your feet, know how the game go
I'm stepping on toes, I'm stepping on toes
Man I'm stepping on toes
I'm shittin on on all the fools, I got that 4-4
I'm in that super sport
Hood Fredo oh
A sucka bout all this jewelry
A sucka bout all that's Louie
The suckaz got the ride new Bentley
Finessing got my wrist so bluey

[Outro:]
I like coming in the booth man
Fucking with this nigga Gucci Mane
We be doing this shit for a long long time nigga
These suckers fuck this shit for us nigga believe that
Burn!

 

[fox69]

"Suicide Homicide"
(with Waka Flocka Flame, feat. Wooh Da Kid)

"Suicide Homicide"
(with Waka Flocka Flame, feat. Wooh Da Kid)



[Intro]
Southside

[Waka Flocka Flame]
You decide, tuck in yo' pride
I ain't waitin, I ain't got no patience
Raised by the Grove, I ain't got an education
24/7 shorty, fuck a vacation
Wak's a real nigga, why you goin to the station?
Damn D-Mars why these fuck niggaz hatin?
Can't replace, why God had to fake 'em?
Free my nigga Moe, 25 he facin
Lafayette, Grove Street, that's my nation
Hoes on point, never losin concentration
New black 'rarri got a nigga tryin race it
Fresh 'fro, gives a simple wave to the Haitians
Silver rotation got a nigga on point
Haste with the case, when the shit gon' stop?
Run up on me click click click pop
(Pop pop pop pop) Pop, many body drop
I'm the Brick Squad crop, the crowd real Waka Flock'
Man you rag, dude you go hard (what else?)
I am Brick Squad, crowd yell out SQUAD (and)
I'm livin it, hell I'm only scared of God

[Chorus]
S-suicide paint (den) suicide rims (kill 'em)
Suicide loud, I got them suicide friends (stankin)
Suicide bitches they'll kill for a nigga (ugh)
Call it suicide, run up on me fuck nigga (pussy)
Homicide purp (den) homicide vert' (kill 'em)
Homicide yo' ass and put yo' ass on a shirt (stankin)
Homicide ice, homicide life (ugh)
Homicide yo' kids and yo' motherfuckin wife (GUCCI!)

[Gucci Mane]
I'ma rich man sparkin, a rich man coughin
Dead man walkin, dead man talkin
I'm the man with the grams, get your bags, get your weight
Call me baker man, cuse I can bake a cake (it's Gucci)
Drop top 'rarri, called the headless horseman
Cooking up babies, call the shit abortions
Roamin through the 6 like a motherfukin orphan
Like Vick I killed your road dawg and put him in a coffin
When it's on again, grab a tote again, no pad or pen, I gotta win
BSM and 1017, my whole Squad be goin in
Suicide is a homicide, I smoke so much my brain is fried
(Ferrari Boyz) and Ferrari toys, pullin up lookin like the Gotti boys

[Chorus]

[Wooh Da Kid]
Doors go up, we just call it suicide
I ain't playin, I'm just prayin it's a homicide
It's 1017 that means it's time for BSM
Bread to win, that's on Pop, Joe the Boss, and Bim
Test what? Test that, test this
Your bet your real lab rat I'll let her test dick
Running with the (Cannon), I ain't talkin (Nick)
I put 7 on your chest like M dot Vick
Murder, nigga, murder, nigga
Real short fuse, I hurt a, nigga
Wood Da Kid, Wooh Da, King
I'm married to my strap and I don't need a ring

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Super Cocky"

"Super Cocky"


[Hook:]
I'm super duper stupid cocky
My wrist super duper rocky
Rocky like the rocky mountains
Make it rain water fountains
Damn she got a stupid body
I just popped a super molly
Twin Ferraris got em thinkin
I'm down with illuminati
Say you sorry beg ya pardon
Gucci tooled I pack a garden
Ridin foreign rockin ralph lauren
Call me liberaci
Louie key chain belt and wallet
Shoes and jeans and hat versace
Gucci back so who can stop
I cant lie I'm super cocky

[Verse 1:]
I got money in every pocket in my cargos
Pull up in a largo call me gucci fargo
Sold so many dueces I should have a bar code
Pj to las vegas want a half a mill at cosmos
Fucked so many bitches dip my dick in rose gold
Suicide doors on a rolls and you know
That I had to go get the brain blowed
They say gucci mane so hard but shawty local
Never rap the same flow and never hit the same hoe
Heard yo nigga in some money but he lame doe
Yo boyfriends a lamo the egg beaters my logo
Imma ruth-a-less I'm da gucci miss!
I put diamonds all in my crucifix
Yall know how I do the shit treat
A r&b bitch like a groupie bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Gucci mane make super profit
Yo girlfriend is jocky jocky
I know what you read about me
I heard what you said about me
Bitches think I'm feedin pigeons
Cause I keep that bread around me
10 bitches and only me this girl
Is gettin some head beside me
First I let her drive the car
Then I let her ride the star
On the bar don't own her bra
I swear that girl a porno star
Yo boyfriend gotta loaner car
Ménage à trois I'm up to par
Stay stupid fresh I'm extra sharp
I swear he cross dress grandma ma
I'm on yo break lets go to lunch
She ate my balls like crunch and munch
Pull up clean I love to stunt
The backs the front the fronts the trunk
Buy a pint to spike the punch
Smoke out the pound we cram the blunts
Scram if you ain't servin grams
I still got what them junkies want

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Supposed 2"

"Supposed 2"


[Intro:]
DJ Scream, Hood Rich MMG signing out
DJ Scream album Long Live the Hustle coming soon
DJ Spinz signing out
Gucci Mane aka Guwap
Trap God 2
Another classic, nigga we out

[Verse 1:]
It's the East Atlanta summer so ya'll don't trip
I can wrap a great cup like a Christmas gift
Aye and that white girl got our relationship
I got 50 bells in and you can take this piff
I know you see me over there with that black 4-5th
And every year I'm at least good for 4-5 mill
Can't buy no drink from me, you ain't got no seal
Can't drink no pints with you cause you pull unreal
Your potent lean so large you gotta take 4 pills
I pulled a lean so dog they still sleep still
I'm not boostin my whippin but I'm too damn trill
RIP to Lil Fat and my homeboy Slim
I made a million dollars sayin Scream a boy got killed
Shotgun that make you say Big Sean outlive
I spent 35K, man I just left fip
You want stop a duck from quackin then cut off his dick

[Hook:]
Man I'm still trappin hard like I'm supposed to
Still chargin bitches like I'm supposed to
You nigga still snitchin like ya'll supposed to
You niggas still hatin like ya'll supposed to
Trap house rollin like I'm supposed to
Still getting money like I'm supposed to
You niggas still hatin like ya'll supposed to
You bitches still wait like ya'll supposed to
I'm still chargin bitches like I'm supposed to
I'm still testin niggas like I'm supposed to
You niggas keep watchin me like ya'll supposed to
Keep on blockin me like ya'll supposed to

[Verse 2:]
Well it was told to you and it was told to me
Got a bad rich bitch wippin postally
And I can't marry hookers, money married to me
And if I die ridin now my inherit the cheese
Got money in my pocket like I'm supposed to
My jeans hanging low like I'm supposed to
Yo girl chose me, man damn it's over
You keep on textin her, you want some closure
Big Guwap, I run you over
Yo bitch so fine, she's a hell of a soldier
I thought she chose up cause I'm extra froze up
I got so much guwap, I can stick my nose up
Man I'm still trappin hard like I'm supposed to

[Hook:]
Man I'm still trappin hard like I'm supposed to
Still chargin bitches like I'm supposed to
You nigga still snitchin like ya'll supposed to
You niggas still hatin like ya'll supposed to
Trap house rollin like I'm supposed to
Still getting money like I'm supposed to
You niggas still hatin like ya'll supposed to
You bitches still wait like ya'll supposed to
I'm still chargin bitches like I'm supposed to
I'm still testin niggas like I'm supposed to
You niggas keep watchin me like ya'll supposed to
Keep on blockin me like ya'll supposed to

 

[fox69]

"Sway (Skit)"

"Sway (Skit)"



Yea, we on the air right now
Know what I'm sayin'?
You didn't think I was official man
Read my T-shirt man
Look what that say right there
My homie's back, okay?
Talkin' Ferrari boys, I'm the third member they haven't exposed out yet
But I am the third member
You know, Ferrari boys so I'm out here to do my camie wall
Got my wardrobe together
Gucci, good to have you back homie
Let's keep you back, know what I mean? Alright
Sway, world famous like you showed up keen and tech
I see you reached nice
Wuddup bitch, I see you Vermont dukes
Shaheen, Lee, Bob Martin and Vic, everybody
Stay away from fire on the BG
We got you back homie
That's why I'm here

 

[fox69]

"Swing My Door"

"Swing My Door"


[Verse 1]
I'm a gold mouth dog
Definition of the south
Ain't no quarters, ain't no halves,
Just some wholes in dis house
Ain't no bitch
It ain't no bed
It ain't no clothes in dis house
It's a drought
And my price will make yo eyes pop out
I can't neva count my stash
Cause I always loose count
I cant neva keep no bitch
Cause I put them hoes out
I was corner stoor'n in imotellin it sellin it
You can check my rap sheet
It's numourous felonies
I took 23 stacks
And bought some jet skis
Have pity for the cop
Who gotta arrest me
A front street jump street
Den jump out it's a track meet
Use to have a 10 speed
Now I got a Bentley.

[Chorus]
Swing my door
Swing my door
Every time they swing my door
I count 18 5 every time swing my door
Swing my door
Swing my door
Yea them prices real low
They gon search you up and down every time they swing my door
Swing my door
Swing my door
And you know they swing my door
And it's 18 5 everytime they swing my door
Swing my door
Swing my door
Yea them prices real low
But they gon search you up and down everytime you swing my door

[Verse 2]
I got my rims finger fucked
By a god dam j
Gave him 1.8
Of some hard ass yay
It's a lot of crack smokers in apartments where I stay
And I know they name and face
Cause I serve them everyday.
Had a 98' Caprice
Was a rollin drug store
You ain't got all them money
What you call my phone fo.
Rob me, six feet
In the dirt you bout to go
Layin with tha corinor
With a tab placed on your toe
I can lock the whole town
If I break tha shit down
But it might be slow
So I'm sellin shit whole
I can lock the whole town
If I break tha shit down
But I'm lettin shit go
And I'm sellin shit whole

[Chorus]
Swing my door
Swing my door
Every time they swing my door
I count 18 5 every time swing my door
Swing my door
Swing my door
Yea them prices real low
They gon search you up and down every time they swing my door
Swing my door
Swing my door
And you know they swing my door
And it's 18 5 everytime they swing my door
Swing my door
Swing my door
Yea them prices real low
But they gon search you up and down everytime you swing my door

[Verse 3]
Niggas call me thrift store
Cause the know the price low
I count 18 rubberbands
Every time I swing my door
Breaker breaker
Beaker beaker
Spent 350 on the sneakers
It came from servin geek
Yella yellow Vette nicknamed Jakita
Clear coat chevy same color aquafina
Quarter million dollar leavin
Change my whole demeanor
Ridin a skooter through south beach
Lookin for a trina bitch
Diamond neckless, diamond anklet
Diamond princess beamer bitch
I change lanes, paint change
Hangin out da brain dawg
Bottles of chapagne
And it came from sellin kane dawg
Coka cola pickin yola
And it stank, you smell tha odor
When I (sk sk sk sk skeert)
I bet it jump back over over
Ridin in my rental
Got a rover in my pocket tho
84 stack bout to take a trip to mexico
Nigga violate, I'm a kill him and slit his throat.
Smoke a blunt of dro, then take my hoe to papa joes

[Chorus]
Swing my door
Swing my door
Every time they swing my door
I count 18 5 every time swing my door
Swing my door
Swing my door
Yea them prices real low
They gon search you up and down every time thy swing my door
Swing my door
Swing my door
And you know they swing my door
And it's 18 5 everytime they swing my door
Swing my door
Swing my door
Yea them prices real low
But they gon search you up and down everytime you swing my door
Niggaaaa.

[Outro]
That boy gucci.
That nigga born on the track nigga
Yea gucci mane laflare nigga
Uh huh uh huh