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gucci mane - hell yea lyrics

[chorus: gucci mane]
a thousand [?] of that mid sh-t
h-ll yeah, this that sh-t that get your kids rich
h-ll yeah, a hundred bags of that kush sh-t
h-ll yeah, this that president bush sh-t
a thousand [?] of that mid sh-t
h-ll yeah, this that sh-t that get your kids rich
h-ll yeah, a hundred bags of that kush sh-t
h-ll yeah, this that president bush sh-t
h-ll yeah

[verse: gucci mane]
this that [?] kush sh-t
my girlfriend think she president bush, b-tch
h-ll yeah, and i’m gone off that lean sh-t
my brother duke keep on sendin’ me that green sh-t
f-ck jail, gucci time, man i’m hood rich
i’m in that zone 6, i throw it like the first pitch
my yellow ‘rari in the front and i parked it
a black chick in some heels match the carpet
i’m pullin’ up to the club like i own it
ain’t with that bullsh-t, gucci don’t condone it
my tolerance get low with the flexin’
i woke up, bought my main chick a lexus

[verse 2: slim dunkin]
i be the brick squad youngin’, leave you stankin’ like a funyon
on these other rap n-gg-‘s toes like a bunion
i’m bs, and you bs, but i’m brick squad, you the bull sh-t
pistol like my chaperone, we goin’ on a school trip
places that you never seen, blowin’ on that stupid green
rollin’ on a stupid beam, hit the scene in limousines
codeine and promethazine, diamonds in my pinky ring
n-gg- what the f-ck you mean?
brick squad, dream team
i got money to blow, naw, i ain’t drizzy
money make the world go ’round, that’s why i’m dizzy
standin’ behind gucci, flock, they like “who is he?”
slim dunkin in this muhf-cka, cut the chizzy

[verse 3: gucci mane]
it’s big gucci, excuse me while i ball
until my release my n-gg-, no lights out
lights out, creep on in silence
why do i promote violence while nonviolent?
why my tattoos smilin’?
to remind me of the time they robbed me with no problems
now my problem solvin’ is revolvin’
around all these [?]
and my company stretch from here to compton to bouldercrest
[?] say bompton
that’s somethin’ to those who have nothin’
no bluffin’, brick squad, no cuffin’

- gucci mane lyrics

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