Gucci Mane - Street Cred lyrics

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Gucci Mane - Street Cred lyrics

My name is Gucci Mane Laflare and I don't really care. I'm headed to the top maybe I can meet you there. Like 6 flags imma ride what I wanna ride. I heard the police mix ma name up in a homicide. They say I'm crazy guess I get that from ma momma's side. Sometimes times I feel sad like the day wen my grand mama died These n******gs hate on me so bad but I don't question why Probably cause they can't a seat next to me in the sky. But if you want a black eye, I gladly oblige You n***as mo p**y than lil kim and Nicki Minaj And if u wanna come and scrape me then come on and try Today I'm not in ma best mood, f** around and you die HUH ! Gucci (Chorus) I got Street Cred, Yea I got beef don't caarree I dare ya, I double dare ya (unknown) (x2) I got Street Cred, Yea I got beef don't caarree I dare ya, I double dare ya (unknown) (x2) Gucci This track is my canvas im gon paint some paint on it A bullet with your name on it, do you want it? I neva run from confrontations, I run to the fight Tonight's, the night you might get Kimbo sliced you f***ing right Whatchu mean so icy boys don't tote them chopper toys All in north Georgia slanging boulder bails like gotti boys All in south florida, bottle water, even Illinos s**er neva bust a grape, so homie k** the f**in noise I be in queens New York, there I got family When I touchdown in NY, I dare you n******gs f** with me I know you wish I would go to jail, but you stuck with me AR 15 hit your homie, and he die instantly (Chorus) I got street cred, yea I got beef don't care I dare ya, I double ya (unknown) (x2) I got Street Cred, Yea I got beef don't caarree I dare ya, I double dare ya (unknown) (x2) Im down to ride at anytime I guess I'm too full of pride, I told big getts???, I guess I get that from my daddy side I'm getting confused I feel like the day my grand daddy died Never thought I'd be a target, target of the FBI When they threw me in the cell, I said what the hell Told ma momma its gon be on, soon as I get out of jail My brother came to see me, and I told him I hope all is well And kiss my little precious niece and tell her that her uncle lives See I do not play, get that from my cousin Trey I like to joog, I guess I... get that from my cousin Sug Love to drink I like to smoke, get that from my uncle cody And like my big uncle go, you try me I might cut your throat GUCCI ! (Chorus) I got street cred, yea I got beef don't care I dare ya, I double ya (unknown) (x2) I got Street Cred, Yea I got beef don't caarree I dare ya, I double dare ya (unknown) (x2) GUCCI !

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