letz talk abt gucci mane

"georgia's most wanted"

i spent my winter in the jail
so i'm ballin all summer
bad bitches on my tail hunt me like a bounty hunter
never shed a tear for me
my momma never had a daughter
pussy niggas scared of me
see thru you like a bottled water
gucci mane's a bottle popper
a hundred bottles, open up
still slanging opium
smokin at the atrium
in summerhill i'm makin plays
right there by the stadium
we work like a gymnasium
your ??? might end up takin him
women take one look at me
recognize the crook in me
and if i go away they come put money on my book for me
georgia want him
georgia want him
murder one
murder one
catch me if you can
i'm in cali, homie
cali, homie
houston, texas
ohio
michigan
birmingham
suspicious feds talkin bout i'm traffickin
cuz i'm african
african
american
american
successful, confident, and i'm celebrity

atl
dea
gucci mane i'm tryna sell 10 bricks a day
georgia want him
georgia want him
murder one
murder one
catch me if you can
i'm in cali, homie
cali, homie
chee b i (??)
chee b i (??)
fbi
fbi
say i sold you what?
you a fuckin lie
fuckin lie
houston, texas
ohio
michigan
birmingham
suspicious feds talkin bout i'm traffickin
i'm a celebrity

snitches see my picture
try to point me out the lineup
now it's 70k a show
promoters screamin "back the line up"
pay my barber two, three hundred
just so he can keep my line up
ceo, gucci brick squad
betcha wanna sign up
i'm laughin at these rappers
straight dead like a carcass
you a thirsty starving artist
i'm not an artist, i'm an arsonist
trappers in my ????
and they all rejoice on it
i'm georgia's most anticipated
screamin "who you want it with?"
if you want, then beef you get
murk your friend then plead the fifth
???? on my face
so i still type my fuckin self
i'm the last real nigga left
man, there are suckas everywhere
never, ever tread my circle
how could you when you a square?
sittin in the electric chair
life flashin in front of me
thinkin back on walkin barefoot
hardly nothin to eat
every day i promise beef
till they come and punish me
i keep chasin money, skee (ski?)
and let these hoes keep chasin me

atl
dea
gucci mane i'm tryna sell 10 bricks a day
georgia want him
georgia want him
murder one
murder one
catch me if you can
i'm in cali, homie
cali, homie
chee b i (??)
chee b i (??)
fbi
fbi
say i sold you what?
you a fuckin lie
fuckin lie
houston, texas
ohio
michigan
birmingham
suspicious feds talkin bout i'm traffickin
i'm a celebrity

flocka's verse on this is really good

"rooftop" is absurd

i'm sippin absolut (echhhh!)
i'm walkin from the car lot straight to the booth
so my swagger thru the roof
i got money too
this what money do
my shoes came from the zoo
my caine come from peru
my car painted paru (?)
pass by that say "soo woop"
my earrings candy blue
we rockin different hues
you see me on the news
my lawyer is a jew
in case you want to sue
i got a lot of (??)
this beef ain't nothin new
i pull up in a coupe
the same color a suit
and i don't got on a suit
i chill at the fontainbleu
my room right by the pool
i say "look at the view"
she said "look at the jewels"

whippin this detergent
ridin dirty
is you nervous?
conduct yourself with class, one homie
attach it don't disturb me
describable, just like a circus
you're unreliable
i want the cash to call the girls all the things that i'm entitled to
my white grand make them rich white girls back bend
ass backwards, now payin taxes on her back hand
i'm a gucci man, air tran, how i fly the hoes in
it wouldn't be my cut, friend, till i put my golds in
now i cross the globe, boy, meet and stick my nose in
ten thousand dollar diamond out loafers
stick my toes in
brick squad postmen
the books are closed
and they might not re-open
cuz you niggas is hoes

i want the cash to call the girls all the things that i'm entitled to
my white grand make them rich white girls back bend
ass backwards, now payin taxes on her back hand
i'm a gucci man, air tran, how i fly the hoes in
it wouldn't be my cut, friend, till i put my golds in
now i cross the globe, boy, meet and stick my nose in
ten thousand dollar diamond out loafers
stick my toes in
brick squad postmen
the books are closed
and they might not re-open
cuz you niggas are hoes

^^this might be my favorite thing he's ever written

my white grand make them rich white girls back bend

^^this is arguably my favorite line in the history of rap music

"koolin"

?????????????????
million dollar chess piece
who's grabbin me? release me
cuz yall must be beneath me
higher than a plum tree
and flyer than a jet be
and if you disrespect me
my shooters will correct him
freaky as an old man
sneaky as a car thief
layin rolled in broccoli
you'd think i was a marley
she can't keep her eyes off me
her boyfriend wanna off me
i pull up in that rrari
same color as coffee
yeah i'm goin in, zay
club goin crazy
ace of spades bottles everywhere like a parade be
wanted by the police
but they gon have to catch me
better call for back up
cuz i'm not goin back, see
i'ma run my stacks up
yellowbones attract me (muah)
dark skin girls be fine as fuck
i don't care if they text me
your girl won't leave me lone, homes
sexually harass me
she need to go head on, jones
can't let her distract me

let me pull your coat to this
????? pull quotes of it
quarter pounds, we smoke to it
if zaytoven plays notes on it
i toted it and totaled it
i didn't think you'd notice it
get out my mind, jump in my car
i'm on that billy ocean shit
just like lil vert
i like to flirt, i'm not you cassanova
i'm not romeo, i'm gucci, ho
i'm tryna bend ya over
i got girls in different time zones
i can't lie, my mind's gone
can you bring a brain for me?
cuz oops i left my brain at home
i shine too bright with stupid ice
i should've left my chain at home
brought it anyway so no way these girls gon leave me lone
i might jump up, what you want?
in my old school full of chrome
brain blowed back, i'm gettin dome
run right past the georgia dome
brick squad, brick squad
it's them o's on six, boy
she ???? with those boys
just to get to this boy
i won't even lie to you
i feel i'm the shit boy
i'm not talkin sly to you
i'm just talkin shit boy

this mixtape is highly, highly O_O and if the second half is as good as the first half it's better than burrprint and prob the best full thing he's ever done

quarter pounds, we smoke to it
if zaytoven plays notes on it

i think i'm gonna get this as a tattoo

"cowards and soldiers"

my traphouse just like morehouse
i got niggas all around it
while your trap like a whorehouse
probly in there cookin brownies
spell me, spell me
ain't nothin you can tell them
my goons all trained to go
but your squad more pussy than spellman
we'll stomp you like the q dogs
aka for alpha kappa
gamblin with a pool shark
find your body, alpharetta
college campus kush pack
three blunts make the party start
don't make me stop burnin kush
but start burnin your body parts
zone 6 still my alma mater
i'm valedictorian
girl just broke up with me
said i fucked her whole sorority
majority of the time
i was bumpin, top authority
tell it to my nine
cuz you bitch niggas be borin me

i empty out the clip
believe me that's not a myth
i murk you on the strip
and when questioned i plead the fifth
blue kush pack in my spliff
cocaine whiter than taylor swift
and they tailor made like button (?)
???? cost me a grip
i'm cleaner than a whistle
blade diamonds matchin my pistols
so beefin with me nigga
best keep your head on a swivel
quarter ticket every weekend
you dig it? that's how i kick it
so you can leave that money
and you can have all the bitches
pardon, my apology
rappers nowadays ain't hard as me
avoidin me, that's ????
cuz they know they just fraudulent
oh pardon me, you softer than charmin
and that's not hard to see
i own the street
every beat that i speak on
my fans applaudin me

count bag in the maybach
i'm blowin kush in the back
8,000 dollars for the sex
time to roll me another fat
the police pull me over
they think they gon catch a trap
don't know it's only personal usage
what's up with that?
my wrist and neck so rocsi
i'm choppin game up with terrance
on 106 & park
talkin cocky thangs to my parents
these strippers see 10k worth of singles
and squeeze they nipples
i tip her till she twiggle
and dance the bitch till she crippled
i keep words to a minimum
rappers don't wanna hush
ain't gotta say too much
cuz my jewelry game says enough
i keep on ?????
while you niggas ain't keepin up
you say your pockets deep
i guess your pockets ain't deep enough

my wrist and neck so rocsi
i'm choppin game up with terrance
on 106 & park
talkin cocky thangs to my parents

^^i mean... c'mon

i want to thank gucci mane irl

8,000 dollars for the sex

^^ i guess this is "sack" instead of sex

this might be the best rap album of the past 3-5 years

"dats my life" is unreal

GATORS FOR MY GIRL
CROCODILE DUN-SHE

for my bitch*

i want to go to sleep but i can't

"dats my life"

they overdosin on my swag
put the whole goddamn hood in rehab
too many ruffles in my duffle
can't close this bag it's so much cash
i need ten hands now to count my stash
ll cool gucci mane, i'm back
them overmatched girl to check my stash
you must be ha-llu-ci-na-tin
first day out, girl ain't you glad?
six stupid models crashin at my pad
i should be a model drink outta gold bottles with some true religion jeans saggin off my ass
please don't crash
am i goin too fast
i can touchdown anywhere
don't need no pass
my need some gum cuz i finna talk trash
and i keep em on task like a kid at class
a hater can't hit what a hater can't see
untouchable, these haters sho can't see me
wouldn't know a hit
if it hit em in the head with a four by four
standin six foot three
gators for my bitch
crocodile dun-she
never met a girl i ain't fucked first week
you don't mind a g throw a ten thousand dollar white mink on the floor live on BET

screamin on the beat like the black eyed peas
i wanna be free and you wanna be me
best be easy if you really want breeze
or they find you by the trees lookin like swiss cheese
just came home, i ain't thinkin bout sleep
bet ya favorite rapper ain't slept in weeks
thinkin bout me lockin down these streets know it's up ?? eleven feet touch concrete
we gonna be in south beach blowin on tree
whippin down the street like i'm ridin on d's
a new ferrari flyin down peachtree girl light roll your window down gucci mane please
may 12 2010 i'm free
crawl up in the booth at like 10:17
before i'm through fire jumpin out the roof but we don't need water please bring more weed
if we can't win i don't wanna switch teams
can't entertain that by no means
you wanna be on, nigga chase your dreams
???? chasin me down like a dope fiend
startin off my day with an M-16
shit aint been the same since i turned 16
my whole life changed ??? so icey first album burned the charts came off same week

if any of the songs after this are better i think i'm gonna slip into a coma

"stove music" is fucking amazing, jesus motherfucking christ

his verse i mean

this is just...

rap game in a suplex
droppin down the duplex
workin with the work i aint talkin bout bowflex
fishscale flick iced out my rolex
call my landlord cuz this my complex
anybody pop right there where the dough at
three months still ain't bought no clothes yet
no sofa, no bed or ho yet
everyday all day stayin where the stove at
talkin to the plug like homie where the blow at
georgia where the sun, east atlanta where the snow at
a hundred to the lawyer, i ain't even been to court yet
dope lockin up, ain't hit it with the fork yet
stove work good but the AC bullshit
dreadhead young boys waitin on the dope kit
cessed out, zone 6, smokin on the good shit
gucci mane, all that, he back on some hood shit
i could get the dope and he really don't want shit
feds jumpin lines who you talkin on the phone with
still cookin up early five in the morning
breakfast will ??? for these niggas like shoney's
price go up, blow up in the drought
green comin in, soft white goin out
trappin this style ain't ever goin out
work stopped up we ain't ever runnin out

i'm not sure i can breathe right now, this is so good

if weezy comes out of jail as fucking good as this the internet is literally going to implode

i'm poppin bottles in a party with rihanna and madonna
head to toe in dolce gabbana smokin blunts of marijuana
kim and khloe, courtney ballin with me
i keep models near me
listenin to me crystal clearly like the clarity of my earrings

honestly, what the fuck

black ferrari yellow feet red carpet here i fuckin come
white stones bright white diamonds on my fuckin thumbs
sports cars a couple of em
see me in the other one
so it's only right
that i came back with another one

like what the fuck is up?
it's gucci mane the g
yeah the g-u-double c-i m-a-n-e in this bitch
take a picture with me baby it might just change your life
smokin swisha after swisha bar top 50k a night

last year in las vegas i was poppin bottles next to baby and them
with diamond rings so bright jewelers be askin what you pay for them
catch me in miami on a yacht with my label and them
waka flocka brick squad gucci bitches pray for them
courtside at the hawks game you would think i'm coachin them
seats so fuckin close to them but naw your boy ain't coachin them
buggin at a fashion show, think i'm fuckin both of them
the way lil mama catwalk she got me thinkin of strokin them

i got a couple houses
several spouses
in my penthouse
smokin ounces

"long money" is a great closer -- has an awesome vibe & a cool & different sorta beat

ALRIGHT I'M GOING TO BED

LONG LIVE RADRIC DAVIS

http://laist.com/attachments/la_sarah2/Passed%20Out%20Dude.jpg

'Normal' soooooo good!!

--nicci mane

― luriqua, Thursday, August 9, 2007 3:56 AM (2 years ago) Bookmark Suggest Ban Permalink

fuck a time zone

this mixtape is solid. i think the 2nd half is maybe stronger that the first. lyrically this is up there with his best shit.

'koolin' is like some gucci sosa shit.

tbh i think he sounds more sober than usual on this

jordan's enthusiasm itt otm, this is pretty much inarguably the best gucci tape yet borne of man

yeah jordan you're a hero, though i'm kinda salty about having to seek out the to-be-transcribed verses

but man, really incredible tape head to toe. sounding more sober soundS about right to me--his flow's getting more rigorous with every new post-jail release.

hoping some triumphant birthday bash vids come out later today

more sober makes a lot of sense because i'm sure a lot of it was written in prison -- certainly the second verse of "dats my life" was -- i don't know what his process is normally, but i'm willing to bet that he benefited from having nothing but time, you know? editing, constructing flows, all that

my shoes came from the zoo

"first day out, baby" claims Drama on the "dats my life" intro. sober gucci is a tempting take to me, feels different.

prolly just that he's rapping his ass off so much on the doubletime on this

i can't even listen to the guest verses on this

like i like yo gotti but no

"first day out, baby" claims Drama on the "dats my life" intro.

he might've been fucked up when he recorded the song, but i think it was pretty clearly written in prison. i would say the same thing for "first day out" -- unless he wrote that whole song 3 hours after being released from jail, in which case they can just cancel all the other rap albums

i hope that in "rooftop" he makes the throwing up sound after absolut cuz he's saying that it's gross, cuz i would otm him

layin rolled in broccoli

The start of 'rooftop' sounds like the theme for the greatest Nickelodeon show never made. Which now has me imagining Gucci in 'Alex Mack' or some such.

yo this is gooooooood.... very happy

ahhaha

http://nahright.com/news/2010/06/21/video-gucci-mane-georgias-most-wanted-intro/