| Start selling weed for my brother, the age was eleven
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| Thirty off a hundred dollars he working the shipments
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| Seventh grade Christmas time, momma gave me a fifty
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| I spent that fifty with the dope man, he gave me two fifties
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| I owed a fifty but I trapped and I paid him so quickly
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| I had them dimes so big junkies callin' me biggie
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| I moved out, paying rent was such a good feeling
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| I hit a lick, thirty grand fell out of the ceiling
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| I’m in Savannah and my nigga like king of the city
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| In Alabama with them hammers they plotting to get me
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| These suckers tried to take my life on a couple occasions
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| Been grinding hard, thirty years, never took a vacation
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| And ever since seventeen, been stuck on probation
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| I chased a nigga, stabbed his ass now they calling me Jason
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| I fell out with my homeboy, I swear it was crazy
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| And we don’t really know each other, but having a baby
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| I travelled all around the world been plenty of places
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| I’m Gucci, trashbag cash got plenty of faces
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| In Sun Valley, trapping hard like back in the Eighties
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| I leave with eighty, spend at least thirty grand in the station
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| I lost my nigga Dunk and no one will ever replace him
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| In Gucci’s eyes he will always be one of the greatest
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| I lost my nigga Dunkin and no one will ever replace him
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| In Gucci’s eyes he will always be one of the greatest
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| So this is the end of the story |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Intro , by - Gucci Mane. Song from the album Ice Attack, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп