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GUCCI MANE lyrics : "First Song Back"

Flow chilly
Smokin' on a dro Philly
Car Pretty

Whole city down with it
Mo milli, competition oh really?
So silly,

to think that u can flo' wit me
Pink diamonds, blue yellow black diamonds
white diamonds, cant find no one to out shine me

Hood ^!$$%, hood hoes dream ^!$$%
My figga(figure)and green mile 20 triggas
Trapped out, them stash houses racked out

Stacked up I lost my count I blacked out
EX'd out dro'd up and leaned out
The Rose out, dont give a $#&@ I cant stop

Zone6, yeah (*##$ im on my own dick
I run %#@! this my hood and I talk %#@!
Aye (*##$ u gotta slang like 10 bricks

Hit 10 licks to stand nxt to Brick Squad (*##$
Bling Bling jewerly like ah yung king
So clean and ah flo' wud make ah ho' cream

Red beam pointed at'cha betta not scream
I stack green my whole team by all means
Still drankin smokin weed dat ol' stanky

Suicide doors on tha Rose and the Lancoln(Lincoln)
Brick squad, brick boyz, rich stars
All black cars, all black trucks wit black bars

Red Laces, red bracelet, fed cases, new places
Aint tryna see no new faces
Hood Livin', drug dealin, thug women

$#&@ prison, we lean sip and still sippin
This my world, I $#&@'d her once she's my girl
Na yo girl, u bought all kinds of white pearls

Stll talkin', diamond necklace moon walkin
Hood flossin, Pull up in a Maroon Austin
No fakes, off days are lunch breaks

Blunt break, then hit the booth in one take
Im like mike, tha greatest i need five mic's and five !@()s
To sit nxt to me fight night

Ya heard right, double-back, sell the bird twice
Im so sheist, might blow it at the 3rd price
Im on go, u want the ball like T.O. but cant blow

Cuz u aint got no cash flow, tatted up
Hand count aint fast enough, add it up
4 mill stash it up, pool game 20,000$

Rack'em up!! You too lame, too much game to pass it up

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