Die A Gangsta-Gucci Mane/Future

歌手 : Gucci Mane / Future

专辑 : Free Bricks (Zone 6 Edition)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:42

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TXT Die A Gangsta-Gucci Mane/Future 文本歌词

Die A Gangsta (强盗死去) - Gucci Mane (古驰·马内)/Future (未来小子)

Future：

Hope he die a gangster

Super out of here yeah

Future：

I hope he die a gangster

I hope you plan on game there's too much blood on these fingers

Send out a headshot put 'em holes in an asshole

I'm running on X pills I'm out of control

What you do to my neck piece woah

I do my thing I do my thing I spread my wings

For Myesha for Myesha I had a crush on when you was real

We eat Benihanas for breakfast we got a chef at the crib

We got a semi auto you the this a motherf**king trip

Future：

Man I'm pissed off I'm pissed off somebody outta get killed

All of my instincts done told me that these *s they ain't real

Man I flew off on the scene I had 300 on the whip yeah

They can't even understand why they glorify my drip yeah

Future：

60k on sip 100 rounds in the clip

Somebody playing they got spilt

Went I hit the Tec you better dip

Spit the block with the AK I heard everything got flipped

In one hour smoked a zip it took me one hour she got drip

Gram of kush and a leaf

Told you *s I'm a beast

If you try your luck it ain't sweet

I'ma put these *s right beneath me

I make my way throughout the east

My plug 10 with the molly

I put your main in the knotty

I double barrel with the shotty

You pump faking with some riders

You lucky they ain't hit your mama

A lot of pain in my body

Got me smoking marijuana

Pulled up in his side of trenches

Pulled up get a ni**a whacked

Pulled up took a ni**a ho

Pulled up running through the racks

Future：

I hope he die a gangster I hope he die a gangster

I hope he die a gangster

Man I'm pissed off I'm pissed off somebody outta get killed

All of my instincts done told me that these *s they ain't real

Man I flew off on the scene I had 300 on the whip yeah

They can't even understand why they glorify my drip yeah

Gucci Mane：

Just got a black card just to go in the wallet

Soon as I go in your jump I'ma go in your pocket

They call me East Atlanta Santa I'ma f**k up the profit

I'm the grinch that stole Christmas I might go in your stocking

I'm talking too cocky I got so much juice

My wrist is too rocky they done let Wop loose

I'm talking plug talk this don't pertain to you

Cause I'm a trap astronaut I use coc*ine for fuel

You got a meeting with my shooters it didn't arrange for you

I bust your head and celebrate man this champagne's for you

You're talking gangster but you'se a lame this ain't the lane for you

This FBG and 1017 this ain't the gang for you

It's Wop

Future：

I hope he die a gangster I hope he die a gangster

I hope he die a gangster

Man I'm pissed off I'm pissed off somebody outta get killed

All of my instincts done told me that these *s they ain't real

Man I flew off on the scene I had 300 on the whip yeah

They can't even understand why they glorify my drip yeah