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Publicity Stunt (Explicit) - Gucci Mane
Lyrics by：Radric Davis/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
1017
Blrrrd
He tryna pull a publicity stunt
D**n
These rappers be p***y they bleed once a month
Don't speak on my name don't get put in a blunt
You can diss all you want still won't get a response
Nah
It's still free the gang 'til they get out the joint
Slam
Stop beatin' 'round the bush and just get to the point
You wanna be me I know what you want
But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt
Live by the gun then you die by the gun
Baow
Ain't gotta cap 'bout the s**t that I done
My n***a got bond and he went on the run
Go
Got my roof in the trunk and my trunk in the front
Dump
Droppin' the ceilin' I'm thinkin' I'll dump
Kill for a livin' and murder for fun
Graow
We ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt
No
Nah we ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt
Why you diss me for publicity n***a
Huh
Is you in the streets or a industry n***a
Well d**n
Is you my fan or my enemy n***a
My money too grown to be kiddin' with n***as
It's long
I beat it with n***as play talk on the bunk
One n***a didn't pay he got stabbed and runned up
Huh uh
Say he my opp but try dappin' me up
Give a round of applause 'cause we clappin' him up
Clap
Trappers are us come in traffic with us
Gon' finesse on your b***h spend our taxes with us
Mwah
Say we the reason the prices went up
I ran off on the plug and I doubled it up
Ew
These old n***as just don't know when to shut up
Shh
Better call yourself lucky if you walk on a crutch
I got long arms I can reach out and touch you
We got them singers they send off to Russia
Ain't no disputin' I kill like I'm Putin
Got a truck full of shooters I move like I'm Trump
Soldiers stand guard for me like I'm Obama
Try go get some gas and got killed at the pump
Say you got hits but look you in a slump
Say that you rich but you live in a dump
My jit go retarded a switch on the pump
Yeah
Tell him shoot when he open he say he wanna dump
Shoot baow
Ha
I know
Go go go go
Trunk
It's free Pooh and Foo 'til it's backwards you bastards
Foo
Why you sign goons I don't f**k with these rappers
Claim that they real but they know they some cappers
I take a trap and I make 'em go platinum
F**k makin' excuses I'm makin' it happen
I put that s**t on and spend ten K on fashion
I do
Trick on the b***h like I'm Robert Kardashian
Makin' more money than you can imagine
I will
When you caught lackin' that's when they attackin'
Thought I was splurgin' didn't know I was stackin'
Didn't know
White and gold jewelry they said I was tacky
Brr
She gave me head and I gave her a rack
Woo
It came out his mouth now he can't take it back
Watch what you say who you callin' a rat
These n***as spread gossip then call it a fact
'Fore we give a statement we'll lay on the mat
Wow
Free all the soldiers who never roll over
Who fight for their life gotta sleep with a knife
Dawg went to trial and they gave him a life
But he won his appeal now he covered in ice
Young n***a mixin' codeine with the Sprite
Lean
He gon' bust you gon' sign it and get three hundred likes
Shouts to Adidas he steppin' for stripes
And give back to the hood I bought three hundred bikes
It's Gucci
Pew
I thought you felt like Gucci Mane in 2006