Walk - Gucci Mane, Telly Mac, Shady Got Da Juice

Walk - Gucci Mane, Telly Mac, Shady Got Da Juice

Год
2019
Язык
`English`
Длительность
304690

Below is the lyrics of the song Walk , artist - Gucci Mane, Telly Mac, Shady Got Da Juice with translation

Lyrics " Walk "

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Walk

Gucci Mane, Telly Mac, Shady Got Da Juice

F-f-fifty thousand on fifty triggers

Damn your hoe need supervision

Ru-run new Maybach, no petitions

So I tell my sea of bitches

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (walk)

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (It's Guwop)

Shady Got Da Juice

I be shinin', I make niggas sick

When I spin the block, I leave a mess, bitch I’m with the shit

I call that Ruger reptile, burn your body, when that bitch spit

I’m in yo shitty bippin' for them bands, tryna make 'em flip

Doin' suckers man, he will not see 'em, make a sucker strip

I be posted by that stop sign, with a cookie zip

Slide through, I’m beating down your whip, with the 30 stick

My brody call my phone, and I’m there, like he had a wish

We havin' it, we spend it when we want, 'cause we stacking it

I’m a sav' with it, I’m jumping through your window if that bag in it

If I ain’t outside, then I’m in the kitchen baggin' it

I’m addicted to this paper, I swear to god, I’m so bad with it

I’m fighting with these demons like I don’t know right from wrong

My block hours up, I’m outside, ain’t going home

I’m rocking with that plastic, that stainless hurt with that chrome

And I keep that bitch on me, ain’t gotta call a nigga phone

F-f-fifty thousand on fifty triggers

Damn your hoe need supervision

Ru-run new Maybach, no petitions

So I tell my sea of bitches

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (Walk)

Yeah walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (It's Guwop)

F-f-fifty thousand on fifty triggers

Damn your hoe need supervision

Ru-run new Maybach, no petitions

So I tell my sea of bitches

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (Walk)

Yeah walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (It's Guwop)

I put 50K on that bip

I pour 50K out that bitch

If a 50K on that lick

Now I got Gucci Mane on my shit

With LV tha Don and Shady

You know we got that juice

Off them ruts and that D’ussé

We making the hoes get loose

Tr-tr-trapping in that kitchen

In case you need some proof

Man, the proof is in your face, man, and this is the truth

We be live and direct

Connect jet-to-jet

Collect check-to-check

So respect we gon' get

From the Bay to ATL

Ay, Las Vegas to LA

Man, we coming for that bag, now we scorin' off this play

Dirty Jay and TLK

Keep a hundred in that case

So if frenemies and enemies turn up, DOA, ay

We playing with that ammo

Bust shots off like Rambo

So get some life insurances, and bulletproof that Lambo

We playing with that ammo

Bust shots off like Rambo

So get some life insurances, and bulletproof that Lambo

Fifty thousand on fifty triggers

Damn your hoe need supervision

Ru-run new Maybach, no petitions

So I tell my sea of bitches

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (Walk)

Yeah walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (It's Guwop)

F-f-fifty thousand on fifty triggers

Damn your hoe need supervision

Ru-run new Maybach, no petitions

So I tell my sea of bitches

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (Walk)

Yeah walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (It's Guwop)

Real nigga can’t fake that

Tryna pull up in the Maybach

Anything I lost, I done made back

This a marathon, life a racetrack

If I’m in the field they can’t tackle me

My exes, they exes, they after me

Yo bitch, yeah your bitch, she come back to me

I’m from the block where they packing heat

I spy in the hill like I’m Gucci

Two blocks in the K and I’m Gucci

Keep a bitch in the kitchen like Lucy

Make it down, we be bussin' like Uzi

Don’t disrespect then we clap it up

Get to the money and stack it up

She bust it down then she back it up

We hit a stadium, we pack it up

I’m tryna hustle and make it four

Two hundred, no that shit we takin' off

The Rolly so big, it’ll break your arm

They killin' for guap then they take it off

Don’t act like you friend, oh you killing me

I throw a bullet like Timothy

Still go to war with my enemies

Just fucked a bitch on some Hennessy

Don’t act like you friend, oh you killing me

I throw a bullet like Timothy

Still go to war with my enemies

Just fucked a bitch on some Hennessy

Hundred round when it’s time to slide

Niggas get down when that choppa fly

Keep a few bitches that’s down to ride

I know my bitches, they down to ride

F-f-fifty thousand on fifty triggers

Damn your hoe need supervision

Ru-run new Maybach, no petitions

So I tell my sea of bitches

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (Walk)

Yeah walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (It's Guwop)

F-f-fifty thousand on fifty triggers

Damn your hoe need supervision

Ru-run new Maybach, no petitions

So I tell my sea of bitches

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (Walk)

Yeah walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (It's Guwop)

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk walk (Yea)

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (It's Guwop)

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk walk (Yea)

Walk, Gucci (Huh, huh)

Walk (It's Guwop)

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