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Gucci Mane

Real Solid

 

Real Solid


(JustDoItBrisk)

[Jdot Breezy:]
Damn, all I know is get dough
Balling hard, finna piss my wrist off
Do a drill mask on, then we get lost
Pump in the trunk make it jump, like Kriss Kross
I be popping off tags and spending (Spendin')
You ain't even bad, you the last of women (Women)
SuperSoak gun might last a minute (Last a minute)
We don't smoke that, gotta crash the Henny (Crash the Henny)
Baby real bad, but I just don't wanna (Just don't wanna)
Headed to the floor, I ain't stopping no knees (No knees)
People two-faced, so I'm antisocial
Blue stripes, every dollar I need (I need)
Vroom, vroom, baby, watch me swerve (Swerve)
Playing with me, boy, you got some never (Got some nerve)
For that bag, I'ma take me a risk (Take me a risk)
Bag back 'fore I start me a purr (Purr)
I'm excited when the bag on the phone
Roadrunning, I'll never be home
Old school .45, bro, got it off chrome
Money stacking 'til the sky, 'til I can't no more (Can't no more)
Chasing this money, you ain't help, then leave
Get the boot, you a leech, and you owe your soul (Owe your soul)
Life ain't fair and it's short like three
I advise you pay every dollar you owe (You owe)
My new crib 'bout a hundred, still old (Still old)
Baby washed up, they be looking like mold (Looking like mold)
I don't even care how rich I get
I'ma give 'em more reason for the hate some more (To hate some more)
I don't even know what time it is
But getting that check is the time I'm on (Time I'm on)
Got good brain, she a college kid
Roll up, Cloud Nine, four times, she gone (She gone)
In the field, better tie your shoestrings
I be running to the money with the Velcro's on
So I won't ever trip on lil' things (Lil' things)
Raked up in the city with my fear god on
Baby got it, don't tell her "Bounce with it"
I ain't stingy with the money, new account with me
Real trends, tell me why you in the house with it
Real solid, I could stand, no voucher with me

[Gucci Mane:]
I done built this shit up from the ground
Second ounces out a pound when a lot of you niggas weren't around
You was hitting pictures off the mall
I was gambling with my life on the road, taking work out of time (Go)
I don't need a nigga for nothing (Nah)
Glock with a switch, shit switch with the touch of a button (Grrah)
Shit go down, we gunning
Y'all boys running, y'all ain't really on nothing (No)
Jdot Breezy, 'Wop too freezy
Laser tied up, 'cause the streets get greasy (Yeah)
In the hood, niggas get shot, no reason
Mind my business, he shit don't see it
Niggas turn to hoes and 'Wop can't be it (Nah)
Burn another bridge, that's how I leave it (Ah)
All this money, hope the feds don't cease it
Chopstick left a man paraplegic (Well, damn)
I don't think about, mmm, nobody be (No)
Get a nigga wet while I'm brushing my teeth (Brushing my teeth)
Blow up the car while you crank up the Jeep
Thought it was an artist, now chock on the street
I'm from the hood, but my game is elite
I don't give a fuck 'bout no Patek Fillipe (No Patek Fillipe)
I'm from the cribs, where you kill where you eat
It's murder he wrote, because 'Wop on the beat (It's Gucci)

done

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