Tell ’em That Gucci Mane (Ft. Peewee Longway & Shawty Lo)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I did a show in Macon, said that I couldn't go in there
Pulled up with ten Memphis killas with pistols everywhere
Probation violation shit, must had to stay in there
But if they knew about my life I'd get the electric chair
Uhhhhhhhhhh
A Gucci party 10,000 for our section in there
(Shhh) Watcha call them for they just might run in there
You know I'm running dope dont [?] money squares
You know I fuck with real niggas, dont fuck with randoms or squares
I can buy and pay, I got pale guaps
And I buy the drop, and coming out hip hop
I'm a trap-rapper and I'm bringing it back
Gucci Mane, I kidnap rappers
Trap God, Trap Lord, Trap Boy, I trap hard
20 chains they all rock, a thousand pounds my old watch

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
They say Guwop back
He snatched a pack and he finna get his money back
Dont tell em that, dont tell em that
They say my trap house roll so hard
I might not even need my door attached
Don't tell em that, don't tell em that
Dont bring your bitch, she double bag
She seen me when I served a pack
Don't tell em that, don't tell em that
Remember way back in the trap
When I would buy like every strap
Don't tell em that, don't tell em that