Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nobody, artist - Gucci Mane.
Date of issue: 20.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nobody |
There’s a trap in every hood and all the j’s want that good dope |
Gucci got that clean cause all the snorters want that real coke |
Multimillionaire the real La Flare but I feel broke |
10 Million dollar mane but I can’t hang with these rich folks |
My little boy was only 2 he asked me, «papa, what a roo-poo?» |
5 years old closet full of jays; |
fruit loops |
They say Gucci Mane the god of making music people trap to |
Drumma Boy the god of making music Gucci snap to |
Section 8 apartment and them babies need some fruit loops |
P&ers and a bath cause they mamma smoking crack too |
How you gone critique me, you industry |
I’m in the streets, you out the streets |
I murk the streets and murk the beat |
I’m Hercules, no murkin' me |
Gucci back home making music niggas clap to |
He don’t never come to the hood unless he have to |
Rappin' ass niggas I’mma make my niggas rap you |
Its big Gucci, not Bobby V, so ain’t no way you jackin' me |
I ain’t really scared of nobody |
Nobody |
Nobody |
Nobody |
Nobody |
Nobody |
I ain’t backin' down for nobody |
Nobody |
Nobody |
Nobody |
Nobody |
Nobody |
You got teardrops on your face with no bodies |
Red cars with tint on them so niggas looking but can’t see |
Paved the way for making trap music so street niggas should thank me |
Ain’t no way you’ll out think me |
Ain’t no way that you could jank me |
And all I sending is head shots cause I don’t shoot at niggas feet |
Niggas better retreat when they see me |
On G.P. |
shoot up the BP |
Nigga died with his gun, couldn’a been me |
One deep on the street with a street sweep? |
Gucci Man, I’mma shoot you in your pee pee |
Get you fucked in jail like a fefe |
Niggas know about Flocka &Gucci |
Naw we ain’t beef he sissy |
I’m the type to shoot out Peachtree |
You the type that wanna' be me |
Bullets just fly right by me |
These fuck niggas tried to hit me |
You scouts don’t get no brownies |
One shot just hit my Bentley |
Another hit my Charger, but it didn’t hurt my hemi |