Gucci Mane - Me And My Niggas Lyrics
Me and my niggas we like brothers, talkin bout hustle down for each othaWe ain't tussle touch or tongue wrestle wit a nigga, we gone buss em off da muh*****in muscle[x2][Verse 1:]You see cant catch meeee, gucci mane ain't runnin and i heard dey got pounds of weedGot everythang you need from da X to da hard or soft nigga get served if you shop wit meGot a team of cut throat niggas bout kickin doors clean off, when dey get dat word from meNigga please and my clique see 1 brick a piece den you gone get burnt to da third degreeGotta two-twenty-three shootin bullets on da dot, a nigga finna get found by da birds and treesGet ya ass dropped down on, by a nigga wit grill sayin get down on yo hands and kneesGive a ***** what anotha nigga got, who he shot, just long as da nigga don't ***** wit meAin't neva been a nigga trickin bucks just to *****, cuz a slut catch a real nigga nut for freeCatch me on da streets of da southeast, gold grill and a million dolla mouthpieceDeres a lot of hatin shit said about me, cuz I'm ridin twenty threes on a grand prix***** check my family tree, ain't nun but G's, ain't no ***** nigga finna handle meYou can try and see, I bet you D-I-E, cuz love bussin shots out randomlyHave you lookin at da eyes of a dead body, grab a choppa come back shoot errbodyGive a ***** what ya homeboi say about it, ain't a muh*****in secret I'm dead rowdyI remember when I first start trappin, talkin sun valley tryna make shit happenSellin reefa dude, tryna make a lil loot, you can ask D and coop cuz dey seen me in actionMe and my niggas we like brothers, talkin bout hustle down for each othaWe ain't tussle touch or tongue wrestle wit a nigga, we gone buss em off da muh*****in muscle[x2][Verse 2:]First we lost smiley den we lost dre, den we lost twon den we lost ayonNow my boy von doin time for a murder charge, shit lookin bad so I gotta pray for emWhere we come from niggas die young, a nigga truly blessed if he turn 21Ill neva turn my back on my niggas from da crest, and I put da momma and my unborn sonCrest where I'm from, dats real tung, straight up out da slum, and my word is my bondI rob wit my gun and I con wit my tongue, if a nigga still breathin den da job ain't doneEverything we serve A-1, still sellin jays straight drop dat make dey mouth feel numbStill throwin big barbeques at da park, if u ain't from my hood den yo ass cant comeMe and my niggas we like brothers, talkin bout hustle down for each othaWe ain't tussle touch or tongue wrestle wit a nigga, we gone buss em off da muh*****in muscle[x2][Verse 3:]Nigga gotta hustle nigga gotta struggle, makin power moves gotta use a lil muscleGotta keep a tool, you a fool, if you think dat da straight drop crew ain't gone motha*****in buss youTight like brothas, talkin bout hustle, if we don't know you den we sho don't trust youJust might touch ya, cuz we feel like ***** ya, deres a lot of niggas getting killed on custerBouldercrest road ***** dats my post, use to sell blow up at dat storeLost a lot of homebois in da process, only lord knows who'll be da next 2 goGotta studio on Gresham road, dats where da Gucci mane disc gets soldDats where I stand on deese ten toes, tryna make my money come back ten foldGucci got da work my nigga 10-4, drunker den drunk sippin on glenmoeGot 4 grams bout 2 we score, hit pryor street gimme bout 10 moStill got da hydro fo da low, order too big holla at chevro Straight drop clique tight like kinfolk, helpin each otha so we cant go brokeMe and my niggas we like brothers, talkin bout hustle down for each othaWe ain't tussle touch or toungue wrestle wit a nigga, we gone buss em off da muh*****in muscle[x2]
