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gucci mane - guilty lyrics

holiday season!

ricky racks i see you!

[hook – gucci mane]
if being filthy rich is a crime
i guess i’m guilty b-tch
i guess i’m guilty b-tch
i k!lled the rap and last night
i pleaded self-defense
i guess i’m guilty b-tch
i guess i’m guilty b-tch

[verse 1 – gucci mane]
these suckas talking nonsense
i k!lled your homeboy
cause i don’t have a conscience
i’m strapped like bronson
brick squad, trap house, beat bunking
i’m wild like tarzan
i’m swinging through the zone 6
in ferraris. it’s on again
i go to win, strap-for-strap
i go rap for rap, i rep the trap
refuse the death but game to slap
my phone is tapped
i’m off the wall and off the scale
came out of jail like
a bat out of h-ll
i refuse to pay up, gotta salute the myth
got clientele, i might as well
i’m moving weight from state-to-state
i gots to get my aconchelet(?)
i know the feds be watching me
but there ain’t no way they stopping me

[hook – gucci mane]

[verse 2 – young buck]
drop a pack off to my lawyer
take these charges, overturn em
roll the kush in my trial papers
and burn em – i’m not going
the fork in it and my glock showing
if it don’t shine then it’s not glowing
ain’t mine if it’s not foreign
broke ho – b-tch you not knowing!
they was rap touring i was behind the bus
with packs for em
didn’t plan on digging this up
but i need a shovel
good looking, gucci got me back
i’m trying to buy another
pounds of mid and my college b-tch’s
house neighbors complaining about the smell
they got her kicked out
they popping down to the last pill
in cashville
i’m getting it fast still, on the real
i feel it

- gucci mane lyrics

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