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Give Us What You Got Lyrics - Artist : Gucci Mane
[Jody Breeze:]
Once the glocc go pop, your body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, fuck the cops Gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot [Gucci Mane:] Save yourself, we the niggas with them big triggers Me and D, bringing the pain to you bitch niggas Imma hit m with the chopper, man The only thing that can save his home is an avlanch I just make a phone call, one call, have all yo domes fall 38 with the long barol, all them tips hit yo head, crack, you bone naro Niggas hating, but I'm still here Won't hezitate to put a nigga in a wealchair Or should I say a pie buss I'm runnin deep on your street, with 9 gloccs And they all got extended clips, pistol grip, pistol slip, you get pistol whipped I make m take they clothes off, fuckin load the pistol, then shoot a nigga nose off I'm in the hood, I never leave, bustin heads with Jody Breeze I killa nigga on the spot, nigga Fuck the body, cause I'm aimin for the top, nigga [Jody Breeze:] Once the glocc go pop, your body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, fuck the cops Gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot [4-Tre:] I'm hangin with them real killers, cop pillers and drug dealers Goin fill your ass up with bullets from the Skriller No questions asked, see, I'm goin blast you Jack The Ripper, I'm a real nigga splitter I specialise in sweepin up game with Breeze, nigga Let my work sizzle, I let the dope cook up, nigga Dropping is great, so this cake, I get it Tryna be slick, I rob then shoot your face, my nigga I'm blast your mother, for thinkin I ain't Have your brain slide the wall, like some brand new paint And ride off in some brand new wet, go check, you bet we ain't in nobody det If you o me, Gucci or Jody, we goin collect Signed yourself, we goin have your ass on the stretch Dissrespect the flex, put them thangs right to your neck Tex, AK palm, these ain't no death threats [Jody Breeze:] Once the glocc go pop, your body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, fuck the cops Gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot I walk around without a bodyguard, cause you niggas is not as hard As you say you was, if you was, you wouldn't have to have a bodyguard 45 in my belt, try me, hoe They goin find your legs on land, but the rest of you, it goin float Get pumped, I'm put the rest of you in the trunk Don't mess with the pump, less you wanna get pumped Make m have to go down, I ain't scared of a dump, nigga Leave you in the forest, like your last name gump Jody Breeze and Gucci Mane, pull up in the Gucci van With 2 or 3 rooggers, that's what we shootin, man Hold up, nigga Bitch, show nough, nigga When I'm shootin, I'm aimin from your throat up, nigga Cause you haters bout to make me put my glocc in yo face Show you pussys what it's really like to ride the wave So lean back, nigga, I mean that Nigga, I squeeze back, trigger, cause I'm back, nigga The bumper same color as the Indiana pacer, man Redgy getting old, so I'm stikin with the purple, man I'm the young thug that go up and down in here If you rich, nigga, let me see you sign yourself Once the glocc go pop, your body bout to pop, dog Might as well, go head, give us what you got, dog Run, you get shot and killed, fuck the cops Gangstas don't plot, we just kill yo spot |
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