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  • Текст песни Gucci Mane - Lowest

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    [Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
    No place she would rather be
    Than dancing in front of me
    Gucci Mane I'm from the street
    But I got ice all over me
    Got my dawg with me
    I swear my niggas like some dobermans
    Ya kill with them just ask and will
    I think that they provoking me
    Yellow kush I'm smoking it
    Hunnid mill, make hopefully
    You been close minded
    One up on the kid I bet I open it
    Bricksquad line I'm pushing it
    Cali niggas growing it
    Valley niggas cooking it and serving it, you knowing it
    Some say I'm a genius with it, some say I'm a poet
    Some of these niggas that wanna ball but get the ball can't tote it
    Half of them niggas that hit them all, don't buy shit, that's pathetic
    I'm bout to

    [Hook]
    The word around the town, that's my price is at the lowest
    It's a low down dirty game, but I bet my niggas hit the lowest
    Don't worry about this dude, cuz this money, ain't yours
    I'm a billionaire and I'm making, but I guess these niggas don't know us
    I'm riding around with the lambo, and I bet my car the lowest
    And I like the way that she drop down, with a freak go down the lowest
    I'm counting money, standing down, I'm hustling with my boys
    Just driving around town, but I'm still good, cuz my price still the lowest

    [Verse 2: Rich Tha Kid]
    Driving round town, still got the pounds
    Bentley Coupe, I ride around
    With the strap, we hold yo man this kick down that's where it at
    Still sippin' lean, weightin' too much
    Mothafuck 12, free Guwop
    Thirteen O's running from the cops
    Jugging on niggas on the block
    Go blind if ya looking at these bands
    Got so many hoes on my schedule
    Bitch
    Too many racks my nephew
    I got bricks, I got the Louis
    Fucking yo bitch, I'm rich as ya know it
    We won a check and a respect
    My young nigga pull up with tec
    Dirty ass ho, can't charge no bitch, my wrist on froze
    Niggas hating but its fuck fuck
    Pass the hoes, I don't wanna cuff
    Rich nigga came from the bottom
    Word around

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: OG Maco]
    We was waiting and start taking over
    Like the now we running media
    Make your wife a eat her
    She licking sacks for the Saks Fifth
    How you greet her with a mouth kiss?
    Fuck ignorance
    Full account is blessed
    To fool em out of ere, to get your noggin split
    Free Wop man, fuck feds
    Always came in like the 3
    Ass double Team
    And we can double barrels
    Get the wood
    Momma said she got that good hair
    And got a bright future, and I watch
    Catch a check, bitch I'm known to play ya
    Dirty game in my hand full
    Get a phone full of
    Mix it up then, resale
    Ain't shit free so its no pity
    Young mogul, I'm chasing Diddy
    Ya tryna stop me make the semi hit you
    Spots 12 like a body flippin'
    Throwin pistols, I've been thinking money longer than I remember
    Yea yea

    [Hook]

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