Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tell Me Nothin, artist - Gucci Mane. Date of issue: 14.03.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tell Me Nothin |
| Black diamonds, black scullies, straight thugging |
| 15 years when I started husslin |
| Ain’t a real nigga till I die, boys nothing |
| If you ain’t workin with a million you can’t tell me nothing |
| Turn nothing into something |
| I turn nothing into something |
| If you ain’t workin with a million you can’t tell me nothing |
| Nah you can’t tell me nothing |
| If you ain’t worth a ticket I don’t wanna talk |
| I keep a yalk on me that’s that Memphis talk |
| I never take her home to my spot 'cause these bitches talk |
| They send a nigga to my crib you get Atlanta chop |
| No serenity for these bitches no love for these niggas |
| You lil and will pay all our bills but she love me nigga |
| Like a porn star how she fuck me |
| I ain’t gonna lie I felt guilty, to know that’s the mother of your children |
| Rollin up, pour me a cup, P we in and niggas don’t like me |
| But guess what I don’t give a fuck |
| I drink syrup till I get stuffed |
| On the phone with my plug talking big buck |
| Black diamonds, black scullies, straight thugging |
| 15 years when I started husslin |
| Ain’t a real nigga till I die, boys nothing |
| If you ain’t workin with a million you can’t tell me nothing |
| Turn nothing into something |
| I turn nothing into something |
| If you ain’t workin with a million you can’t tell me nothing |
| Nah you can’t tell me nothing |
| Broke niggas like it but that fighter bro |
| How you gon' tell me something you ain’t got no money bro |
| And your stupid ass sleeping on my furniture |
| RIP but my pockets all be punisher |
| Tip gray woulda fuck it like a bunicher |
| What time is it who the fuck you callin country bro |
| I lost it all, got back out and ran my money y’all |
| It seem like yesterday without my my my first helmet y’all |
| Then walk up, pull out, back to back now back into a bus |
| Fuck a show, slam with piles on my 12 buses |
| These under gready or the recognition too busty |
| If you a boss then why the fuck you shoot dustin' |
| Black diamonds, black scullies, straight thugging |
| 15 years when I started husslin |
| Ain’t a real nigga till I die, boys nothing |
| If you ain’t workin with a million you can’t tell me nothing |
| Turn nothing into something |
| I turn nothing into something |
| If you ain’t workin with a million you can’t tell me nothing |
| Nah you can’t tell me nothing |