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letra de 3 extra - gucci mane

textin, smokin’ and flexin’ at the same time
pick ya weapon, n-gga
ar-15, mac-11, n-gga

[verse 1]
i if you a blood got beef with guwop i don’t wanna b ya
if you a crip got problems with me i wouldn’t wanna c ya
lv’s all over me, no vice lord tho i louis v up
big up to jeezy but the 12 disciples they betrayed jesus
rip to mlk he was a born leader
malcolm x man dat there, them my d-mn people
its a revolution second graders smokin’ reefer
and k!llin’ people, god deliver me from evil
my momma told me in the county jail in visitation
that shes not sad i took a life shes happy that i made it
i buried the trash they threw at me and now its my buried treasure
and every hurdle in life i leap, it make me more successful

[hook]
life so stressful, n-ggas they gone test ya
so icey and you can’t make a diamond without pressure
just to wake up and breath, man i’m blessedful
i used to pay my momma rent with the extras
dope man, b-tch want a bag i got extras
don’t measure lean pour up and don’t measure
dope man burry a mill, its buried treasure
extra extra read about it, b-tch i’m in the paper

[verse 2]
finessed the college out a loan, dropped out the first semester

- gucci mane

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