Gucci Mane - Hell Yeah Lyrics
[Intro/Chorus: repeat 2X]A hundred bales of that mid shit; hell yeahThis that shit that get your kids rich; hell yeahHundred bags of that kush shit; hell yeahThis that President Bush shit; hell yeah[Gucci Mane]This that arm on my kush shitMy girlfriend think she President Bush *****; hell yeahAnd I'm gone off that lean shitMy brother Duke keep on sendin me that green shit; ***** jail!Gucci time, and I'm hood richI'm in that Zone 6, I throw it like the first pitchMy yellow 'Rari in the front and I parked itA black chick in some heels match the carpetI'm pullin up to the club like I own itAin't with that bullshit, Gucci don't condone itMy tolerance get low with the flexinI woke up, bought my main chick a Lexus[Chorus][Slim Dunkin]I be the Brick Squad young'un, leave you stankin like a FunionAll these other rap niggaz toed like a bunionI'm B.S. and you BS, but I'm Brick Squad and you bullshitPistol like my chaperone, we goin on a school tripPlaces that you never seen, blowin on that stupid greenRollin on the stupid beam, hit the scene in limousineCodeine, promethazine, diamonds in my pinky ringNigga what da ***** you mean? Brick Squad, dream teamI got (Money to Blow), naw I ain't DrizzyMoney make the world go 'round, that's why I'm dizzyStandin behind Guc' and Flock, they like who is he?Slim Dunkin in this muh'*****er; cut the chizzy[Gucci Mane]It's Big Gucci, excuse me while I ballUntil my release my nigga no lights outLights out, creep on in silenceWhy do, I, pull more violenceWe non-violent, while my tattoos smilinTo remind me, of the time they robbed meWith no problems, now my problems solvedAnd it's revolvin around all these guns yeahAnd my condo, stretch from here to Comptonto Bouldercrest, Roberta who the same function{?}That's somethin, to those who have nothinNo bluffin, Brick Squad no cuffinIt's Gucci![Chorus][Outro]Uhhhhhhhhhhhh
