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gucci mane - hurt a nigga feelings lyrics

[intro]
ha, it’s wizop
burr
if young metro don’t trust you i’m gon’ shoot you

[verse 1]
re-rock a brick, put it in the press then nick and diddy t’d it
when i pull with them guns my nig’, you know it’s cod
all these diamonds drapped all over me, your b-tch can’t even see
these exotic fabrics make her wanna suck me off for free
back to all these pints stuffed in my house and i don’t even drink
all these anti-depressants, i sell i think that i’m a shrink
pop me one of those whatchumacalls and f-cked her on the sink
baby lickin’ up back on my b-lls, now i can’t even think
they just tryin’ to keep up with the kid and ain’t been out a year
oh, you thought you was on to somethin’ man you boys ain’t even real
metro why you wanna do this tape man you know that they gon’ hate
don’t compare them lil’ boys to me, twenty million out the gate

[chorus]
coupe a half million, hurt a n-gg- feelings
watch a quarter million, hurt a n-gg- feelings
house ten million, hurt a n-gg- feelings
i’m up thirty million, hurt a n-gg- feelings
coupe a half million, hurt a n-gg- feelings
watch a quarter million, hurt a n-gg- feelings
house ten million, hurt a n-gg- feelings
i’m up thirty million, hurt a n-gg- feelings

[verse 2]
found out my friends weren’t really my friends
not there through thick and thin
out the pen ain’t been home two minutes
i jumped down the benz
see the world through my darkly tinted vintage gucci lens
me and mines were like bonnie and clyde and we ain’t try pretend
n-gg-s hurt cause they seen that ‘vert drop top, half a m
steppin’ out like a fiji water, sparklin’ with gems
these are gucci boots they cost two stacks man, these are not no timbs
i’m so hood, no matter how much i’m still gon’ get some rims
baby lucky if she leave with me cause i don’t even care
guc’ atlantic just met me 10 mills and i’m not even near
if you listenin’ to just what i said you might be more aware
more concerned ’bout the cash you earn and not the clothes you wear
wop!

[outro]
if young metro don’t trust you i’m gon’ shoot you

- gucci mane lyrics

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