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Pardon Me (Feat. Rocko) – Gucci Mane

Lirik lagu: Pardon Me (Feat. Rocko)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Drop Top
Wizop
Wordplay

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
A nigga so fly that I should have been a pilot
I know a nigga rap but I could have been a stylist
Feel like a jeweler ’cause I rock so many diamonds (bling)
Could never run for president, my past too violent
Fam so broke that I had to start grindin’
Why I’m lookin’ bummy? Everybody else shinin’
Turned into a burglar and did a couple break-ins
Started as a corner boy, then turned into a kingpin
Walkin’ in Magic lookin’ like I were El Chapo
Hot damn Gucci, that’s a cold-blooded Hublot
I can’t even fuck with one hoe, I need two
And you ain’t gotta call hoe, I don’t need you
Jumpin’ out a car with no roof in a suit hoe
What type of nigga do the shit that I do hoe?
Started as a group, but I’m so dope I went solo
Get your ass knocked off and call it free promo
Chopper make a nigga back crack like Romo
Gucci go hard on a bitch, no homo
Pull up in an 18-wheeler, me dolo
Feelin’ like Sosa was born to move yayo

[Chorus: Rocko]
Life’s about taking risks
I told my baby pray for me, I’m tryna be all I can be
Put my pants on just like you, so why you envy me?
I’m just tryna be all I can be
I’m tryna live out my dreams, if I offend you, pardon me
I’m just tryna be all I can be
I’m just tryna see all that I can see
Never mind me, I’m tryna be all I can be

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[Verse 2: Rocko]
Ay, they wanna know, how does it feel to be a star?
How’s it feel to ride around the house for your car?
How does it feel to not have to sell that raw?
I’m told ’em I’m way more paranoid ’cause now they hate me more
They say, “Rock, how does it feel to be last of a dying breed?”
You pump life into these streets, they were in dying need
Off that real shit, that softest, that uncut, that raw
That shit that they jam to everyday when they jump up
The law, the word, they meet me in the AM
My voice I bring the gate in, in the evenings, still beatin’ me
Hit the club still playing, still playing when they leavin’
(How does that make you feel?)
It feels good, they believe me
They receive me, I am how they perceive me
I put my soul into these lyrics, listen, you will hear it
Backseat Mulsanne, Drop Top and the don
Where would the streets be without the Trap God and the don?

[Chorus: Rocko]
Life’s about taking risks
I told my baby pray for me, I’m tryna be all I can be
Put my pants on just like you, so why you envy me?
I’m just tryna be all I can be
I’m tryna live out my dreams, if I offend you, pardon me
I’m just tryna be all I can be
I’m just tryna see all that I can see
Never mind me, I’m tryna be all I can be

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Fuck your CEO and tell ’em King Gucci said that
Cause I ain’t never ever hit a lick and brought the bread back
That’s your CEO? We used to gamble for his contract
I damn near lost his first three albums playin’ blackjack
Standin’ in the trap, catchin’ J’s in my wavecap
Cappin’ ’bout none of these niggas rappin’ ’bout a fake trap
Call Ghostbusters ’cause these niggas sellin’ ghost crack
Point ’em to the kitchen and the nigga need a roll [?]
Put me in the kitchen and I might just bring a whole back
Put a hole in a nigga head, tell him “hold that”
This that eggbeater music, get it out the bowl rap
This that wife beater music, sell it while it wet rap
You a dick rider and I never will respect that
Came out, took my set back, I know they didn’t expect that
Gucci worth eight figures, but he tryna stretch that
My partner turned informer on me, I never woulda guessed that

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[Chorus: Rocko]
Life’s about taking risks
I told my baby pray for me, I’m tryna be all I can be
Put my pants on just like you, so why you envy me?
I’m just tryna be all I can be
I’m tryna live out my dreams, if I offend you, pardon me
I’m just tryna be all I can be
I’m just tryna see all that I can see
Never mind me, I’m tryna be all I can be, ay

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Pour Some More – Gucci Mane

Hook: (x2)
The bitches on the stage I’mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I’mma keep sipping!
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I’m so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull forward,
Kill that crack and pour some more, pour some more.

I’m walking retros with the cargos
I sip so many drinks, I need a bar code
All the vatos in the hood they call me Pablo
Cause I can cook a half a kilo with my eyes closed.
I’m in my Lambo Murcielago
But what’s ironic to me is the fact I drive slow.
I try to put my dick so deep and touch your torsos,
I’m just an OG in the hood just like your uncle.
And I shit on these niggas like a portable party
And a brand new Bugatti makes us ride in narcotics.
Young nigga super cocky and my verse is …
Crazy paint on the… that look like henna hypnotic.

Hook: (x2)
The bitches on the stage I’mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I’mma keep sipping!
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I’m so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull forward,
Kill that crack and pour some more, pour some more.

Cooking dope and trust a tree, here I got the receipt
You’re still on niggas, so I never let you handle me.
Hotter than a candle… Cherokee
My new girlfriend is blackanese, and I run with a bunch of thieves.
Your baby momma send me in Lenox and tried to tackle me
I didn’t got so famous, I can’t even eat that Applebee’s
I don’t give a damn about no nigga say he outrapping
… drink in the truck, I want a stack a piece
Three nigga hoes in the room, they wanna stack a piece
It’s one hundred thousand just on my goons, come sip some ice with me
Two Ferraries parked on my house, who wanna race with me?
Pick the ticket, let’s see who wins to have a day with me?
(It’s Gucci!)

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Hook: (x2)
The bitches on the stage I’mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I’mma keep sipping!
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I’m so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull forward,
Kill that crack and pour some more, pour some more.

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Make It Look Easy (Feat. Busta Rhymes) – Gucci Mane

Lirik lagu: Make It Look Easy (Feat. Busta Rhymes)

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I make it look easy easy easy
I make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy

[Verse 1:]
They know me as the king of the shine
It’s Busta Buss, bitch, they call me stimulus rhymes
Familiar with women I got you curious times two
Delirious with bread, so serious with the mind
Conspicuous, you might wanna take a flick of this line
I’m sick with this, think you really wanna get with the swine flu?
Ridiculous, with such a meticulous grind (ooh)
Ventriloquist, the way niggas will spit when I rhyme too
Sometimes it’s hard to believe me, the way I
Come with them classics and make it look easy and then I
Make me this money and spend it so freely and Jedi
Corner the market, that’s when I

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy

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[Verse 2:]
Know what this custom Louis just cost me?
Well if you did, you’d probably get your fucking hand off me
It’s Damier leather chocolate darker than coffee
Staring at the space shuttle, when I pull up they pull off, see?
Shawty be probably be pushing and answer me softly
She love the fact that I rep everything that a boss be
The type of boss she should get to know, and never should cross me
That make certain shit happen, I don’t really think you should force me
All the way from the start to the finish, my friend I
Be getting it popping from the spot til they tell me can I
Make it look easier than fighting a midget ridder
Both of that kush nigga then I

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy

[Verse 3:]
So see me make my diamonds I’m a go with high society
Busta rhyming, rocking custom diamonds
I’m blinding, shit to me is easy grinding
Even if I was signed, ain’t no need to sign me
Entirely, too turnt up my mind is
Focused on money like the IRS is
I pull up in a scratched Lexus with Texas
Tags, so many bricks I cause erections
Lethal injection, electric necklace
(Bling) I’m flexing so check that off the checklist
I’m hungry, I’m eating rappers for breakfast
Respect, one verse will leave you breathless
I’m rapping on a Biggie beat, they didn’t expect it
Fucking with me, expect the unexpected
Easy, breezy, cover like make-up
That way you cook make up I wait to cook cakes up

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[Hook: Gucci Mane]
Make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy
All my real “get money ballas” stand up
Yea all my real “get money” ballas stand up stand up
Get money money money money
Easy easy easy
I make it look easy

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No Sleep (Intro) – Gucci Mane

[Intro]
Ziggy
Mike Will

[Hook]
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Fuck the feds, fuck the police, fuck the DEA
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Ex-drug dealer, used to sell a brick to day
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Recovering drug addict, I used to drink a pint a day
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Recovering drug addict, I used to smoke a pound a day
[Interlude]
It’s Gucci
No sleep
Burr-burrr-burrr
I’m outchea
Zwizzop

[Verse]
When the sun comes out it takes the rain away
But just like Noah it been rainin’ the last 40 days
Takin’ pain pills, tryna take the pain away
Sold my first 8-ball and bought me my first pair of J’s
Momma cussing out these disrespectful ass J’s
They knockin’ on the door, know I’m just in the 7th grade
I’m mixin’ codeine pills and molly in a lemonade
I’m feelin’ like briscuit so damn high, might just die any day
For all you junkies that’s addicted, please don’t get offended
I’m a recovering drug addict and that’s not my intention
That OG gas hit my mailbox like a magazine subscription
My doctor in the feds for writing bad prescriptions
I got so drunk I left (?) and I crashed a Bentley
I’m a mathematician
I’m too stoned to miss it
I got the best intentions but I made rash decisions
Throwin’ cash at bitches
Spend like half a chicken
Before I started rapping I was worth half a ticket
Took your stash to get it
Or spent it so fast it’s silly
I drop the top on my Rolls Royce, I ride past the prison
They hate with a passion, I guess that’s the new fashion, is it

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[Hook]
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Fuck the feds, fuck the police, fuck the DEA
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Ex-drug dealer, used to sell a brick to day
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Recovering drug addict, I used to drink a pint a day
I can’t even sleep I got so much to say
Recovering drug addict, I used to smoke a pound a day

[Outro]
Fuck the feds, fuck the police, fuck the DEA
I can’t even sleep, I can’t even sleep, I can’t even sleep

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