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  • 作曲 : Ness/D. Tyler/Xavier Dotson/R. Davis
    (feat. Big Tank) [Intro]
    Gucci Mane in the buildng (Gucci Gucci)
    Laflare entertainment (Laflare)
    Zaytoven on the track (Zay Tiggy)
    That *****
    Dest in the buildin (that boy Dest)
    Bad Boy in this (Bad Boy)
    Big Cat in this (Big Cat)
    Is Laflare in this ? (That boy Gucci)
    Yuh [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    I got your budget on my neck, your deal on my wrist
    Your whole entire life savings on my pinky *****
    Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling)
    Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling) [Gucci Mane]
    See I'm smokin on some bubba kush, come from
    California
    Funky like yo' daddy feet is stankin like ammonia
    Now I got his plug with this {?} in
    Arizona When
    I touch Atlanta they gon' tell my telephoner
    Trap ******, rap ******, wish they could clone us
    Icy cause
    I dig blue blue big bails of *********
    Trappin has advanced from just standin on the cornah
    Violators haters will be turned to organ donors
    Chillin in the
    V.I., sippin on
    Corona I'ma get some head with this this ***** like this
    Patrona Stop playing games girl cause
    I don't condone 'em
    If you want some work don't come before like it's a zoner
    Fifteen inches but my rims they some grown-ups
    Sucker for a minute now a ***** has done blow up
    Check my B
    DM's, look at my spins, daily goin up
    Check, check my spins, daily goin up [Chorus] [Verse 2]
    Check I'm out the
    Folia, foolin with that
    Scorpion It's mess when that bad chick stride off the rodeo
    Smokin on the fire, got desire, do the holy crescent
    If you ain't poppin no bottles right now (bruh ain't reppin)
    I'm the freshest from dirty,
    Westside rollin close to {?}
    From the alley, habits, might die from a overdose
    On a mission my vision, clouded by the paper
    Crooked, took it, cut it, shave it with the razor
    Even miss my bread and butter,
    I ain't gettin offended
    Run it not in my budget,
    I ain't got to share it
    Who's your man?
    Like it, love it, not to want to play it {?} on them thugs, money on the table
    Who who play in the club?
    You with the mayor
    I'll be damned, fresh in the mud, put you on the payroll
    What'chu want?
    Say what you want, it's all about me
    We get high and run in the hood, you fall around me [Chorus] [before third verse]
    Big Tank,
    Big Cat Let's get it in *****
    Uhh [Big Tank]
    I show you how to do this here, keep a light bluish ear
    Sixty on them frightening, so you don't excite me
    Haters don't like me, and
    I don't like you either
    You mad cause
    I'm stacked up, and you underachiever
    You see the plat'
    Amex, you still **** with
    Visas Vietnam,
    Cakalak, ****** throw the
    V's up ***** roll the trees up, what the you waitin on?
    We talkin 'bout this money, so go on make a hatin song
    Gucci's on my feet, but my jeans look like dollar signs 'cicles on my teeth, so
    I'm talkin money all the time
    G's I'ma follow mine, you don't want no part of mine
    Chopper in the back'll have you leapin like
    Impala signs
    Big Tank,
    Big Cat, ***** what you know about it?
    Sittin in the booth, and they told me bring the flow up out it
    Go getter fo' sho' about it, money over e'rythang
    Stackin up this paper 'til it's higher than a airplane [Chorus] [Outro]
    Uhh
  • 作曲 : Ness/D. Tyler/Xavier Dotson/R. Davis
    (feat. Big Tank) [Intro]
    Gucci Mane in the buildng (Gucci Gucci)
    Laflare entertainment (Laflare)
    Zaytoven on the track (Zay Tiggy)
    That *****
    Dest in the buildin (that boy Dest)
    Bad Boy in this (Bad Boy)
    Big Cat in this (Big Cat)
    Is Laflare in this ? (That boy Gucci)
    Yuh [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    I got your budget on my neck, your deal on my wrist
    Your whole entire life savings on my pinky *****
    Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling)
    Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling) [Gucci Mane]
    See I'm smokin on some bubba kush, come from
    California
    Funky like yo' daddy feet is stankin like ammonia
    Now I got his plug with this {?} in
    Arizona When
    I touch Atlanta they gon' tell my telephoner
    Trap ******, rap ******, wish they could clone us
    Icy cause
    I dig blue blue big bails of *********
    Trappin has advanced from just standin on the cornah
    Violators haters will be turned to organ donors
    Chillin in the
    V.I., sippin on
    Corona I'ma get some head with this this ***** like this
    Patrona Stop playing games girl cause
    I don't condone 'em
    If you want some work don't come before like it's a zoner
    Fifteen inches but my rims they some grown-ups
    Sucker for a minute now a ***** has done blow up
    Check my B
    DM's, look at my spins, daily goin up
    Check, check my spins, daily goin up [Chorus] [Verse 2]
    Check I'm out the
    Folia, foolin with that
    Scorpion It's mess when that bad chick stride off the rodeo
    Smokin on the fire, got desire, do the holy crescent
    If you ain't poppin no bottles right now (bruh ain't reppin)
    I'm the freshest from dirty,
    Westside rollin close to {?}
    From the alley, habits, might die from a overdose
    On a mission my vision, clouded by the paper
    Crooked, took it, cut it, shave it with the razor
    Even miss my bread and butter,
    I ain't gettin offended
    Run it not in my budget,
    I ain't got to share it
    Who's your man?
    Like it, love it, not to want to play it {?} on them thugs, money on the table
    Who who play in the club?
    You with the mayor
    I'll be damned, fresh in the mud, put you on the payroll
    What'chu want?
    Say what you want, it's all about me
    We get high and run in the hood, you fall around me [Chorus] [before third verse]
    Big Tank,
    Big Cat Let's get it in *****
    Uhh [Big Tank]
    I show you how to do this here, keep a light bluish ear
    Sixty on them frightening, so you don't excite me
    Haters don't like me, and
    I don't like you either
    You mad cause
    I'm stacked up, and you underachiever
    You see the plat'
    Amex, you still **** with
    Visas Vietnam,
    Cakalak, ****** throw the
    V's up ***** roll the trees up, what the you waitin on?
    We talkin 'bout this money, so go on make a hatin song
    Gucci's on my feet, but my jeans look like dollar signs 'cicles on my teeth, so
    I'm talkin money all the time
    G's I'ma follow mine, you don't want no part of mine
    Chopper in the back'll have you leapin like
    Impala signs
    Big Tank,
    Big Cat, ***** what you know about it?
    Sittin in the booth, and they told me bring the flow up out it
    Go getter fo' sho' about it, money over e'rythang
    Stackin up this paper 'til it's higher than a airplane [Chorus] [Outro]
    Uhh