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4 Lifers lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama & Gucci Mane]
Ayy, Wop, lemme give you your flowers
You know you gave life to the culture (Huh)
Know they tried to give you life (Wop)
And you put your life on the line for this shit (Honorable C.N.O.T.E., Go, go)
I got you for life, my nigga

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & DJ Drama]
Six figure striker, two hundred titles (Yeah, huh)
I hit your idol, top off the spider
Don’t need a writer, know you a biter
[?] guess who the driver (‘s Gucc’, huh)
Millions on millions, I’m clutchin’ a rifle
I set the trend now she diggin’ my Nikes (Well, damn)
Pavé the Cuban, I’m Gucci so icy (Brr)
Mobbin’ this bitch with a hundred for lifers (DJ Drama)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Head on a thousand, I’m starting to like her
Tried to charge me a thousand, I dodged like [a biker?]
Couple thousand gon’ turn that lil’ ho to a dyke
She eat out her buddy, I beat it like Mike (Yeah)
Richer than rich, I’m really the shit (Huh)
I live in the [mix?] bigger than [?]
Ho you can’t get a kid, just eat on this dick
You lil’ bitty bitch, I’m fuckin’ your sis
Fresh as a bitch, [?]
G-lock and a switch make you [?]
This Patek so icy I can make [her?] [?]
This one of one bitch, I know they ain’t on this (Brr)
Yeah, I might leave that bitch in my will (Yeah)
Yeah, two stones, a mil’ in my ear (Huh, brr)
Yeah, no loan, no tab, no bill
Yeah [?] (Skrrt)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Six figure striker, two hundred titles
I hit your idol, top off the spider (Huh)
Don’t need a writer, know you a biter
[?] guess who the driver (‘s Gucc’)
Millions on millions, I’m clutchin’ a rifle
I set the trend now she diggin’ my Nikes (Well, damn)
Pavé the Cuban, I’m Gucci so icy (Brr)
Mobbin’ this bitch with a hundred for lifers (It’s Gucc’)
Six figure striker, two hundred titles (Yeah, huh)
I hit your idol, top off the spider
Don’t need a writer, know you a biter
[?] guess who the driver (‘s Gucc’)
Millions on millions, I’m clutchin’ a rifle
I set the trend now she diggin’ my Nikes (Well, damn)
Pavé the Cuban, I’m Gucci so icy (Brr)
Mobbin’ this bitch with a hundred for lifers (It’s Gucc’)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I’m the first one put the 6 on the map
I feel like it’s ’06, the shooters are strapped (Yeah)
Watch what you say, ’cause the phone could be tapped
At the mansion with Iceland, she takin’ a nap
Just like the Arctic, these rappers be cap
They like a newborn baby, they need to be slapped
Ridin’ with your bitch, got her head in my lap
Throw away the gun, we got blood on the strap (No)
Cold as a Frigidaire, I don’t really give a care
Walk out the bank with the cash like I’m [?] (Go)
The money attract me, who cares ’bout the physical?
Rejected the [?] ’cause she couldn’t pass the physical (No)
Black Gucci duffel I’m jumpin’ on jets
He think that he me ’cause he fuckin’ my ex
I got some young niggas spinnin’ on bikes
Just bring me his head and tell me the price

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Six figure striker, two hundred titles (Yeah, huh)
I hit your idol, top off the spider
Don’t need a writer, know you a biter (Damn)
[?] guess who the driver (‘s Gucc’)
Millions on millions, I’m clutchin’ a rifle
I set the trend now she diggin’ my Nikes (Well, damn)
Pavé the Cuban, I’m Gucci so icy
Mobbin’ this bitch with a hundred for lifers (‘s Gucc’)
Six figure striker, two hundred titles (Yeah, huh)
I hit your idol, top off the spider
Don’t need a writer, know you a biter
[?] guess who the driver (‘s Gucc’)
Millions on millions, I’m clutchin’ a rifle
I set the trend now she diggin’ my Nikes (Well, damn)
Pavé the Cuban, I’m Gucci so icy
Mobbin’ this bitch with a hundred for lifers (‘s Gucc’)

[Outro: DJ Drama]
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