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Gucci Mane

Fo Sho

 

Fo Sho

(album: La Flare - 2001)


Fo' sho', oh, fo' sho', that's how we be

We got that hydro going for the low-low
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
We got that cocaine cooking on the stove
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
We be pimping them hoes and be we be keeping them bros
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Straight drop records from that Bouldercrest Road
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'

I blow my nose with money, bitch I keep snot on my knot
I keep my pistol cocked back and my fork in the pot
My money falling out my safe, when I open my lock
I bring a briefcase full of faces when I purchase them blocks
I still got 'dro for the low, amigos growing them crops
Convicted felons facing five 'cause they toting them Glocks
See, I be selling to them niggas who be selling them walls
I got employees working for me, like they punching the clock
You heard Gucci fucked your bitch, and you ain't even shocked
You told your buddy 'bout that shit, and he can't give you props
You told him, "Gucci Fucked my chick, and I loved her a lot"
And even though I filthy rich, I still don't pay for no cop
And that's fo' sho'

We got that hydro going for the low-low
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
We got that cocaine cooking on the stove
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
We be pimping them hoes and be we be keeping them bros
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Straight drop records from that Bouldercrest Road
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'

My scale is covered in snow, 'cause I be weighing the blow
I bought a whole one yesterday, I got a baby to go
Now you can catch at Glen' and we're chilling and blowing the 'dro
Or in Sun Valley with my niggas tryna get out the door
And don't ask us 'bout no credit, bitch, you already know
We shot a junkie yesterday for tryna sell some soap
I caught a case at Texaco and I wasn't going to court
My P.O. put out a warrant 'cause I failed to report
You can call Gucci collect, but bitch, you can't call me fool
And if you try to rob me, bitch, I'm gonna cut off your throat
And if you try to stop my clique then black you gon' go
I'm tying concrete to your brain so your body won't float
And that's fo' sho'

We got that hydro going for the low-low
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
We got that cocaine cooking on the stove
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
We be pimping them hoes and be we be keeping them bros
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Straight drop records from that Bouldercrest Road
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
We got that hydro going for the low-low
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
We got that cocaine cooking on the stove
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
We be pimping them hoes and be we be keeping them bros
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Straight drop records from that Bouldercrest Road
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'

Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'
Fo' sho', fo' sho', fo' sho'

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