| I got them Robin jeans saggin' and I ain’t even bragging
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| I gave the bitch 500 fuck it, I ain’t even crabby
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| Now I’m getting older rocking Gucci, Louie loafers
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| I still remember the first day that I ain’t have to serve smokers
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| You brought sand to the beach, I brought toast to the social
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| I gave your girlfriend an autographed Gucci Mane poster
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| It ain’t no motherfucking secret, hell yeah I got shooters
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| I’m the plug to the plug, I’m a goddamn booster
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| You ain’t no mothafuckin' gangsta, you’s a goddamn groupie
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| And you getting in my way ‘cause ya homegirl choosing
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| On my birthday, Gucci want a brand new Uzi
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| On my worst day, I’m worth 10 mil no jewelry
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| Killers waiting in the bushes just to tie ya ass up
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| Gave my young nigga a dub and told him fire ya ass up
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| It seem like everywhere you go, somebody try yo ass up
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| I got real money nigga, I can buy my own luck
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| Headshots, headshots
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| All my young niggas aiming headshots
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| Headshots, headshots
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| Put a dub on your head, headshots
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| Headshots
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| Your son called you a dead beat
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| Step on my feet nigga, you dead meat
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| I’m grinding up this ground beef
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| I think they just wanna surround me
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| Self made with a brick too
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| Nigga shoes dirty but the stick new
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| In the twelfth grade with a big crew
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| Now I’m well paid, I can flip you
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| Holding on to my dick, Michael Corleone, bitch
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| Head shot like Fredo, fuck nigga don’t flinch
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| The empire back, that empire back
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| I got some whip out in Fulton, my brick just keep bouncing back
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| Killers waiting in the bushes just to tie ya ass up
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| Gave my young nigga a dub and told him fire ya ass up
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| It seem like everywhere you go, somebody try yo ass up
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| I got real money nigga, I can buy my own luck
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| Headshots, headshots
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| All my young niggas aiming headshots
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| Headshots, headshots
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| Put a dub on your head, headshots
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| Headshots
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| Couple niggas got killed at my show last weekend
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| But how am I to blame if they were already beefing
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| When they first started shooting man we was just leaving
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| Try Bricksquad and we won’t let you get off that easy
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| Gucci Mane the CEO, I feel like Eazy
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| The rap game love me but the dope game need me
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| Baby says she never seen a nigga so freezy
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| But these VVS diamonds make me feel like Meech
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| I had a pistol in the club the first day I met Weezy
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| AR in the car the first day I met Jeezy
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| When I first started dissing niggas it was just teasing
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| Glock 40 on my hip, it was just me and Mac Bre-Z
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| Killers waiting in the bushes just to tie ya ass up
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| Gave my young nigga a dub and told him fire ya ass up
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| It seem like everywhere you go, somebody try yo ass up
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| I got real money nigga, I can buy my own luck
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| Headshots, headshots
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| All my young niggas aiming headshots
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| Headshots, headshots
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| Put a dub on your head, headshots
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| Headshots |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Head Shots , by - Gucci Mane. Song from the album Trap God Revalations, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп