letra de kinda dope - gucci mane & future
[intro: gucci mane]
if i told you my cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
[hook: gucci mane]
this the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s barely 30 talkin’ ’bout they retirin’
this the type of dope that make a junkie sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s in they 30’s talkin’ ’bout they retirin’
[verse 1: gucci mane]
it was once said by a j that couldn’t quit
gucci mane please can i have another hit?
the dope man said cluck i don’t give a sh-t
as long as your girl kneel down and suck my d-ck
i’m sellin’ c-ke so clean it make a snorter keep a nose bleed
if you don’t know the old me, you don’t really know me
i’m from bouldercrest road b, but you can call it blow street
where junkies buy a 8 ball ‘fore they buy some groceries
when you was playin’ basketball man, i was playing pimp c
pocket full of stones man, standin’ on the front street
it’s something on your back, baby it look like a monkey
she can’t shake it off man, she keep spendin’ money
[hook: gucci mane]
this the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s barely 30 talkin’ ’bout they retirin’
this the type of dope that make a junkie sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s in they 30’s talkin’ ’bout they retirin’
[verse 2: future]
young -ss n-gg- ridin’ in a flying spur
young -ss n-gg-s out here drinkin’ on the syrup
young -ss n-gg- and he cookin’ up the work
young -ss n-gg- servin’ white, t-shirts
nelson mandela, hood rockefeller
denzel bezels, take that sh-t to trial
zone 6 n-gg-, rob you for your bricks n-gg-
hit a lick n-gg-, f-ck your main b-tch n-gg-
my b-tch is caucasian… i live in las vegas
that’s just on a weekend…that’s just when i’m faded
this one is a maybach… it’s made by mercedes
i got baby mommas… they drivin’ me crazy
[hook: gucci mane]
this the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s barely 30 talkin’ ’bout they retirin’
this the type of dope that make a junkie sell his tv
if i told you cocaine numbers you probably wouldn’t believe me
if i told you cocaine numbers you would think i was lyin’
young n-gg-s in they 30’s talkin’ ’bout they retirin’
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