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Gucci Mane – Be A Thug (Ft. Peter Man) Lyrics

hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, nigga what? Missed the kid? Roll? hands up, be a thug
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]? saying get away from my stove
Fuck that? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, nigga what? quick? tryna get to this money
You think I’m funny, I ain’t laughing? they talking bout some code, bruh
Never nothing too much for me, I got? bruh
Baddest like hoes? my Chetter? [Hook: Peter Man]
Rol? so hard, I got? And I’m a slick nigga,? Making dope transactions in the middle of traffic
I got a? I’m tryna knock numbers like Tedd Turner
No super station, but I’m Gucci Mane, they super hating
Traid? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, be a thug
Roll? hands up, be a thug Roll? Roll? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, be a thug
Roll? hands up, be a thug
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I’m? motherfucker, I got too much blow
I gotta get off every? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, be a thug
Roll? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, be a thug
Roll? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, nigga what? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, nigga what? 2 times a day
30 days, I just got out, and I surve 30 Js
Before I blaze, gotta have a blunt to?? money, niggas talking bout? They ain’t like it, I ain’t like it, but still I showed up
I done been broke, and I done broke them up? fight
How I write it, they could never resite it, cause they never see it
Doing all that screaming on the mic don’t mean they really mean it
Elll you the truth, I leave the buth, I’m selling Yay? Roll? the cheese, Imma find a way
It’s like I’m searching for a neadal in a stack of hey
The streets relate to these actual facts I’m kicking
I’m going hard, like that crack we cook in the kitchen
And every nigga I roll with a thug nigga
And every nigga in my clique sellin drugs nigga
[Hook: Peter Man]
Rol? hands up, be a thug
[Verse 2: Peter Man]
I seen the? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, be a thug
Roll? what I perchised it for
I need a bag full of money, countin 50s and hundreds
I’m in this hallway,? spinning 50, every goddamb hour
Making glass out of powder, I might sell you some flower
[Hook: Peter Man]
Rol? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, be a thug
Roll? we ever traid, they coppying and duplecating
Coppywrite, cause? Nigga, tell you the truth, youa’ll be actin like yo making it up
You niggas scared, bruh
Think Imma reach inside my coat, and make m lay on the table
[Hook: Peter Man]
Rol? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, be a thug
Roll? bruh
That shit for show bruh
Hold it, hold it, but? bruh? hands up, be a thug
Die with yo guns up, be a thug
Roll? fresh as hell, nigga pain, I bring it
Dope slanging, keep that shit in my anus
There go 12, so I go,?

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