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gucci mane – like the gambinos lyrics

[verse 1:]
yeah i love fararris
please proseed with caution
they see me with my money up, they think that i’m a problem
some people don’t agree with me, some people think i’m awesome
n+ggas like to see you flex, but n+ggas like to cross you
your sister [?] add her to my roster
i’m the boss man, but you a damb impostor
[?] lobster in my pasta
faragamo head to toe, my b+tch look like a mobster
jamaican supposed to drop it off, so i feel like a rasta
i feel like i should grow some dreads, cause i done pull some shottas
you say you wanna talk to me, i heard my partner shot ya
talking to the russian mob, and now we drinking vodca

[chorus:]
like the gambinos, like the gambinos
gucci mane got mob ties like the gambinos
penned investagation on me like the gambinos
gucci mane got legle money but i’m still illegal
like the gambinos, like the gambinos
gucci mane got stupid numbers like the gambinos
plug talking to a n+gga like the gambinos
gucci mane got mob ties like the gambinos
[verse 2:]
hotel [?]
[?] drop a lot of weight, no barbell
[?] keep complaining about
got so much, nothing to complain about
i lost a sack in the mail, can’t get that back
i had dope everywhere, can’t even find the sh+t
we rock [?] bricks
[?] just to drive the bricks
they say my price high as a b+tch, but work as good as it gets
ain’t got no profit to split, so i ain’t serving [?]
[?] but i love the b+tch
i never met el choppo, but he helped my clique
if the plan go right, we’ll be philthy rich
if the plan go wrong, we’ll be broke as sh+t
[?] bank account, i never opened it
and i’m the trapper of the year, where my trophy, b+tch?
gwop

- gucci mane lyrics

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