Gucci Mane - S**t Wouldn't Happen Lyrics
Legend, legend, legend, legendScoup s**t, grow upAy to the bay, you know,They try sell, boy, what we have, but they don't listenFirst they gotta rehab sidly to prisonMelt it high, don't make me stackers been trippin'They say my diamonds was too crazy and our s**t be committedIf you ain't true, I had the truck, what the f**k multiply skills?Cuz all they boys will cry and hups so they will think that I did itI took ‘em too much on the chain then got babe to the businessFirst man out of jail man I bought me a b***hMe a Keisha, smoking keisha cuz I'm handsome, she prettyI got her lipstick all over me but stay on my businessOur killers playing hard, making love to a millionLet's make up, our calley on, look down when I'm pissedShoat like fory watter, three gang from b*****sWhen you may spreagle mean mine, I swear to God I was pimpingWhen Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trappingIf you ain't sit them cowards to me, did that s**t wouldn't happenthat s**t wouldn't happenthat s**t wouldn't happenYou ain't sit them cowards to me, did that s**t wouldn't happenWhen Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trappingYou ain't sit them cowards to me, did that s**t wouldn't happenRapping really is my passion, I'm really in this trappingI'm on real screen n***a and I don't know how it happenedAlways going baby CalleyYeah I was gettin' that packI had to set whenever beat that, I don't nee4 no one to bag thatI had to be sheavy with the realestI lie never platWe go with the ice and bones and that was nah, nahMaybe ninety, ninety seven, or just use behindIf you will get straight at n****s, you'll die as no friend of mineGot them your n****s with meI keep the haters with meI don't make no move, unless I got the haters with meMan they try come kill meI feel just like fitty, I got fity up in my clubI wish a n***a tell meShout up the forty watter, malley watter, three different b*****sWhen you may sprinkle, you're mineI swear to God I will trap itIf you ain't sit them cowards to me, did that s**t wouldn't happenthat s**t wouldn't happenthat s**t wouldn't happenWhen Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trappingIf you ain't sit them cowards to me, did that s**t wouldn't happen
