Gucci Mane - Peepin' Out The Blinds lyrics

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Gucci Mane - Peepin' Out The Blinds lyrics

[Intro] Gato, ha They count to my chart Take my sh**, you should post too Ka, ba, gato [Chorus] Firing at n***as, I'm firing at n***as I'm firing at n***as outside I feel like Malcolm X I'm peepin' out the blinds Don't care if it's nine hundred n***as outside I'm coming out firing at n***as, firing at n***as I hear sirens, I'm firin', I'm firing at n***as I'm like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds Don't care if it's nine hundred n***as outside I'm coming out [Verse 1] Bow, bow, bow Man down, click clack Who your man now Know you heard 'bout Gucci Mane that boy 'bout letting that thang sound You stunt on Instagram, I'm in a rental van now Don' know how this sh** gon' turn, but I won't run my mouth n***a run up on me, Imma back his a** down Imma stand up, n***a, I will never lay down I bad place by the cartel, they gon' knock us head down One thing 'bout the Eskimos, dem boys don't f** around Jamaican plugs and Mexicans, they spoilin' me with pounds Medellín affiliated, grow it out the ground We grow it out the ground [Chorus] Firing at n***as, I'm firing at n***as I'm firing at n***as outside I feel like Malcolm X I'm peepin' out the blinds Don't care if it's nine hundred n***as outside I'm coming out firing at n***as, firing at n***as I hear sirens, I'm firin', I'm firing at n***as I'm like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds Don't care if it's nine hundred n***as outside I'm coming out [Verse 2] Boston, George Diego flow, my b**h like Griselda though Thousand pounds of yellow dough Rich a** junkie, full of money Cameras watchin' every door Ten mill in an envelope Banana boat with telescope I count 2 mil on Periscope Duplex is exceptional, burglar bars protect the door Draco on the floor, and AR-15 on the sectional And young n***a with plenty dough I done hit so many hoes Eenie menie minie hoe, I'm way he's protection though My Smith and Wesson teach a lesson what you call your brother for? You ain't even special hoe, why you gettin' all extra for Why that n***a pull up to my truck acting aggressive for? I bless you I don't stress you, if it's pressure then it's pressure (grra) [Chorus] Firing at n***as, I'm firing at n***as I'm firing at n***as outside I feel like Malcolm X I'm peepin' out the blinds Don't care if it's nine hundred n***as outside I'm coming out firing at n***as, firing at n***as I hear sirens, I'm firin', I'm firing at n***as I'm like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds Don't care if it's nine hundred n***as outside I'm coming out [Outro] Man down, click clack! Who your man now

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