ran strait threw it got numbers in my blow spot my trap house boomin talkin trap talk bitch i bet up wit me talkin trap talk im still in my trap house
I ran strait threw it Got numbers in my blow spot my trap house boomin talkin trap talk Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk I'm still in my trap house
I ran strait threw it Got numbers in my blow spot my trap house boomin talkin trap talk Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk I'm still in my trap
(feat. Shawty Lo of D4L) [Gucci Mane: talking] I got trap money dawg, Real talk, real spit like, I aint even gotta rap. I'm good nigga, I make hits
bullets real fast what a chop do (Bleow) I'm Gucci mane laflare I tote a glock like a cop do We don't talk to strangaz, we cop bangaz Trappin' at night
with 20 hoes sittin' back in the back Like a nigga suspose with a chauffer drivin' Lettin' his pimpin' be choose I can walk the walk and I can talk the talk Bring yo girl to my room mane
stones, pink is like a movie Truly I'm a walkin' lick, Gucci man the talkin' brick If you ain't gonna talk to chickens dog who you talkin' to? 7:30
. Take my advice, y'all stay in school cause the outside world is like rolling snake eyes. Grassy lines, lions, bears, tigers. Georgia boys, them dirty boys, I'm trapping
gettin drunk n a house party dey locked me up dey must have hide a half ounce on me momma mad as a mutha daddy let him b gucci mane raise me to b a straight
ain't shit funny (ha) I'm posted in the trap and my country boys comin I'm hood rich bitch, still servin two dummies I'm gettin on your nerves cause Gucci
' chicken tryin' to pay my rent, shawty Rap about Gucci, stay strapped with a Uzi Murder one platinum eatin' justice by Tuesday It's Gucci Mane, excuse
In the trap house, in the trap house In the trap house, Gucci Mane, check it Choppa on the floor, pistol on the coach Hood rich so I never had a bank
kidneys.. dislodged bullets real fast what a chop do. i'm gucci mane laflare i tote da' glock like a cop do. We don't talk to strangaz', we cop' bangaz'. Trappin
next gucci so extra asprin crips so east atlanta my chain a lantern now its a lantern plantin be like damn he handsome from the barts to phantoms fuckin dimes and land em trap
under my eye, hat so low cant see my face, and if you got them cake to bake then gucc might do a home invasion. Hi my name is Gucci Gucci meet my homeboy
