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Gucci Mane

Im Offended

 

Im Offended

(album: East Atlanta Memphis - 2013)


[Verse 1:]
Husslers, ballers, gangsters, trap niggas
This one before I spend my all for my sag niggas
I can show you how to stall and get it back niggas
You ain't no trap nigga then I don't wanna rap with
None of the pills that I wanna lay in
Light did a nigga take that, fake shots like I'm late splash
Chicago our maid is, South Memphis where I got paid is
Now done we burned allowed
Me and Gucci back on the maybach
Nah, I don't think I just stay fit
Hundred million song way and my future I can taste that
No hold up I erase that
I need a whole billion don't give a fuck if we have to take that

[Hook:]
I ain't friendly I don't need you trappin friendly
Don't ask me if I'm wrong be what you spendin
If you see me then don't ask me if you feel me
All this money nigga I don't need you in my business
You just stepped on my gangsta toes and I'm a mad
Now I'm a offended
You just stepped on my gangsta toes and I'm a mad
Now I'm a offended
I thought you was a man that you defend yourself
And you ain't half the man the man you tryin to pretend

[Verse 2:]
When I rap through my hood they think the marrow flew
And if I stand on my money I'm just standing 92
And I've been hurting for so long I think my prayers came through
Now when I rap through the hood it's in the tout or bentley coupe
Louie shoes, Louie belt peb blow my way
Quarter me in New Jersey, groupie bitch give me my space
Don big as a soft ball, diamonds big as a golf ball
With a sack a nigga might bird crap
That bullet real like John walk
I'm a true gangsta, third bread hussler
Bustin in where I go, I rock 5 chains like a buster
Watch what you say to me, we ain't family
My goons are sprayed for me

[Hook:]
I ain't friendly I don't need you trappin friendly
Don't ask me if I'm wrong be what you spendin
If you see me then don't ask me if you feel me
All this money nigga I don't need you in my business
You just stepped on my gangsta toes and I'm a mad
Now I'm a offended
You just stepped on my gangsta toes and I'm a mad
Now I'm a offended
I thought you was a man that you defend yourself
And you ain't half the man the man you tryin to pretend

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