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gucci mane - realy ready [feat. dolph & rulet 1017] lyrics

[verse:]
i’m a real n-gga talkin bout what i really have
cuz i f-cked a n-gga’s b-tch, that’s why he really mad
hit a n-gga in his head, i be really glad
since the day i lost dunc i’ve been really sad
a n-gga make a hit and deal, will he really last?
a n-gga say he hold you down, but will he really blast
they say i’m worth 50 m’s but that ain’t really sh-t
and i contend with what i got, got to be really rich
so dope on the really was broke on the really
you really wanna get it then you know i’m with it
you didn’t wanna go to war with me, not really
if you wanna get it then you gonna get it
you work for me, i’m not really really
i ain’t hardly your business
if it’s not yo girl, not really really
why she hurtin yo feellings?

[hook: x2]
my young n-ggas, they really ready
scr-ps car, thou really
these rap n-ggas are really scarry
talk loud but they ain’t really
we tow choppas like military, n-ggas gotta get past us
yo girl with me, you really embarr-ssed
d-mn i’m f-ckin yo mary

[verse:]
i’m the real, these rappers p-ssy
nah, really straight up
but me whilin in my trap back
with bout 6 different flavors
well f-ck that, let’s get to it
took out my scale, broke down the bell
and my clientele ran straight through it
like i’m going round through the city, yea
centre piece out the coupe, really yea
this 15 came from my ss and invested another 50
yep, these rap n-ggas they don’t wanna see me, no
get some peace, woman taking off her draw
smoking weed and laughin, burnin rubber while i’m runnin from the law
really, f-ck you n-ggas, come get me
i’m a cash day n-gga and all we do is get money, you feel me?
throwin 2 glocks with me yep, got that boy guwap with me yep
downtown rooftop chillin yep
quarter mill on the floor, really

[verse:]
b i’m big and back and i’m boolin
drop the top, it ain’t foolish
next to game with yo main b-tch
now my pockets is shootin
f-ck it gucci, get yo issues
you p-ssy soft like tissues
hunnid k will get you knocked out
put me in the ring, get boxed out
so i jump on the stage, get the team real high
whos throw a cup in an old squad fight?
bottles on me so we pourin all night
n-gga get it trippin, switch up fine night
jumpin out that coupe, i lost my d-mn roof
that gotti wasn’t so fly, we don’t need no pair of shoes
so i’m chasin at the figures, squeezing on these triggers
bank account 6 figures, kick my feet up louis slippers
vacation in the hamptons, rockstar, marilyn manson
up for that check, i pulled a n-gga ransom

- gucci mane lyrics

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