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Yo, Mane, Big Cat

Growin' up was real hard on my
Cops and robbers, I was the cop
To be the cop was a joke
I'm the same lil' nigga, taught your to smoke

But now a days, man, I stay on the
My every is up on the tube
Whoever said, a gangsta was easy?
I got beef BMF and I got problems with Jeezy

To be a gangsta is a full job
A bad boy but I [Incomprehensible]
The good but the hours are crazy
You disrespect me, see ya degraded

I'm scared but I'm thinkin' ahead
Because they don't bury the scared, man, they bury the
I'm but I'm out on bond
bye to the bad guys, Teflon Dons

Got my name in the paper and my face on the
Gucci Mane, Lil' flare, everybody, know me
know me, nigga
Gucci Mane, Lil' flare, I'm a OG

Got my name in the and my face on the news
Gucci Mane, Lil' flare, everybody, everybody me
Everybody me, nigga
Gucci Mane, flare, I'm a real OG, nigga

Take it to the street, nigga, go there
Ain't 'tween us, pussy nigga but air
But you better prepare 'fore you with the flare
I'll you roll 'round, frickin' up with the chair

See, I don't fight fair, na, I fight fair
Gucci Mane'll put ass in intensive care
Matter of fact, if ya see me a grizzly bear
I suggest, you help the fuckin' grizzly bear

no pussies over here, na, it's just G's
There no time for no talk, nigga, cock it and squeeze
Got ho type ass niggas, weak at the knees
Shoot two threes, they'll chop down trees

Gucci outta jail, what I'm gonna do now?
Jay-Z's lil' bitch ass, thinkin' out
Gucci outta jail, what I'm gonna do now?
Jay-Z's lil' bitch ass, thinkin' out

Got my name in the paper and my on the news
Gucci Mane, Lil' flare, everybody, everybody me
Everybody know me,
Gucci Mane, flare, I'm a real OG

Got my name in the paper and my face on the
Mane, Lil' flare, everybody, everybody know me
Everybody me, nigga
Gucci Mane, Lil' flare, I'm a real OG,

You mothafuckas, must don't know who they wit
I'm on the wild, wild west shit
I'm on the two clips A.K and invest
You mothafuckas, don't know who you fuckin' with

I'm not a kid, Gucci Mane, grown
So bring the choppers, the nines at home
And the coppers 'cause I'm aimin' for domes
I have ya call full on the phone

Franchise but Mane ain't wearin' no white tee
The hate the fact that niggas so icy
But that, niggas don't gotta like me
'Cause niggas shit split inside me

Pitchin' be high off the weed a kite be
I took ya bitch through my just to site see
I screen niggas so I on the skreet shit
And if there's drama then you I'ma deal with

Got my name in the paper and my face on the
Gucci Mane, Lil' flare, everybody, everybody me
Everybody know me,
Gucci Mane, flare, I'm a real OG

Got my in the paper and my face on the news
Gucci Mane, Lil' flare, everybody, know me
Everybody know me,
Mane, Lil' flare, I'm a real OG, nigga, yo