Rich Niggaz Gucci Mane
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[Intro: DJ Drama & Gucci Mane]
Uh-oh (Huh?)
You know what I'm sayin’? It's 1017, street nigga entertainers, man (Huh?)
We ain't signin’ nothin' but street niggas, man, turnin' 'em to millionaires over here, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? (Uh, uh, it's facts)
It’s Guwop, the CEO, you dig what I’m sayin'? (Uh)
My money gettin’ longer, my gang gettin' stronger, my team gettin' stronger (Uh)
And we ain't seein’ y'all niggas, y'all can't see us, man (Huh?)
Wop, holler at 'em (Gangsta Grillz, go)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I'm a rich nigga, dog, everybody know that (Uh)
Got two ex-Marines I hired just to watch my back (Well, damn)
Gave my dog a couple bricks for a '76 Chevy (Vroom)
Gotta wear a back brace 'cause my chain too heavy (Wow)
They say my stomach gettin' fat, but they pockets on flat (True)
I'm a rich nigga, so I wrapped the Phantom matte black (Black)
I'm a rich nigga, dog, hoеs love my pimpin' (Pimpin')
Yellow, blue, whitе and red stones in my Bart Simpson (Bling)
Every time I get booked, the arena get live
Only problem that I have is which car I'm gon' drive (Drive)
I'm a rich nigga, dog, I ain't never had shit (Nah)
And the watch on my wrist cost thirty-five bricks (Skrrt)
I'm a rich nigga, dog, so I ain't beefin' 'bout hoes (Nah)
I ain't talkin' to you, baby, 'less you bookin' ten shows (What?)
Bought a 2026 'Rari, Lamborghini doors (What?)
That's like 2.5 mil' just to pull hoes (It's Gucci)
Uh-oh (Huh?)
You know what I'm sayin’? It's 1017, street nigga entertainers, man (Huh?)
We ain't signin’ nothin' but street niggas, man, turnin' 'em to millionaires over here, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? (Uh, uh, it's facts)
It’s Guwop, the CEO, you dig what I’m sayin'? (Uh)
My money gettin’ longer, my gang gettin' stronger, my team gettin' stronger (Uh)
And we ain't seein’ y'all niggas, y'all can't see us, man (Huh?)
Wop, holler at 'em (Gangsta Grillz, go)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I'm a rich nigga, dog, everybody know that (Uh)
Got two ex-Marines I hired just to watch my back (Well, damn)
Gave my dog a couple bricks for a '76 Chevy (Vroom)
Gotta wear a back brace 'cause my chain too heavy (Wow)
They say my stomach gettin' fat, but they pockets on flat (True)
I'm a rich nigga, so I wrapped the Phantom matte black (Black)
I'm a rich nigga, dog, hoеs love my pimpin' (Pimpin')
Yellow, blue, whitе and red stones in my Bart Simpson (Bling)
Every time I get booked, the arena get live
Only problem that I have is which car I'm gon' drive (Drive)
I'm a rich nigga, dog, I ain't never had shit (Nah)
And the watch on my wrist cost thirty-five bricks (Skrrt)
I'm a rich nigga, dog, so I ain't beefin' 'bout hoes (Nah)
I ain't talkin' to you, baby, 'less you bookin' ten shows (What?)
Bought a 2026 'Rari, Lamborghini doors (What?)
That's like 2.5 mil' just to pull hoes (It's Gucci)
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