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GUCCI MANE lyrics : "Truth (Young Jeezy Diss)"

It's Gucci
Suckers keep on doubting me
They know they should be crowning me

Go
Scoop out
Just counting paper, just counting paper

Yall just counting days

80 change goin and I ain't took one yet

And they !@$!ed bout Gucci but this gold Rolex
A ten thousand dollar bounty put on my neck
I hope you damn paid em cuz they didn't have no success

You see my interview ^!$$% and you got obsessed
I see your interview too, you seem all so stressed
I think the ^!$$% just mad cuz I $#&@ed his ex

And I'm a big dog, he got the lil boy complex
Go dig your partner up ^!$$%, bet he can't say %#@!
And if you're looking for the kid I bet he's on 6

I hit a birthday party fresh, you and your homeboy too
I know yall send me over there with that blunt full filled
I bought a Bentley, move it son, it look just like chips

But I never went platinum, do you catch my drift?
I never let a ^!$$% do me like Chuck D flip
This the same %#@! that got bigger to park queues


It's Gucci
For the record, this is not a diss record

Just the truth
It's Gucci, the living legend
Oh yea, I'm a legend

Living legend ^!$$%
Respect that


I ain't playin with you, I ain't tryna dance with you
I ain't use your hands, let them rubber bands get you
You take money to go to war, we can go to war ^!$$%

Ain't no real rapper, I'm a $#&@ing grave digger
You a old school fool? Don't make me show my age ^!$$%
Grab a Louie V and turned it to a pat and cage ^!$$%

I feel the summer keeps you cold and I know you still miss
But Puff was $#&@ing her while you was falling in love with er
For you do a song, we need to smoke no bud with ya

I was screaming so ice and was a neighborhood ^!$$%
They say R is my backup cuz I don't need now ^!$$%
Must've heard when Flocka said let them guns blow ^!$$%

Used to drive up in the hound with a lot of grounds ^!$$%
I'm just who I am ^!$$% but I'm ain't span now ^!$$%
I know it's hard for you to sleep, no way you killed your homeboy

You let the son to be a bachelor, all you do is your own boys

It's Gucci


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