• 標題:Rumors (feat. Lil Durk) (Explicit)
  • 歌手:Gucci Mane;Lil Durk
  • 專輯:Rumors (feat. Lil Durk) [Explicit]
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    Rumors (feat. Lil Durk) (Explicit) - Gucci Mane/Lil Durk
    Tay Keith f**k these n***as up
    DJ Meech lil' b***h

    Them n***as get on y'all a*s y'all play with me like I ain't worse
    Tryna gossip up the blogs like y'all ain't said my name first
    He a junkie he ain't shot his gun yet he blame percs
    Shot a video and had a shootout in the same shirt
    What you know about popping out and trying to hit they face first
    They like Smurk your a*s be tripping better put your case first
    Choking who
    I heard them rumors n***as better play slow
    I don't want no n***as who you catch I want the one I paid for
    We on his a*s he in the A you see how long they stay for
    Ain't no hotel room we pop outside the Hyatt with dracos
    Hellcats they get off any scene the police chase those
    Trolling a*s we shot your homie we ain't know he can take those
    If I say your name don't post it opps be on all kind of s**t
    Ain't got time to watch your page to see if n***as died or s**t
    I know b***hes set you up literally n***as dying to hit
    In this industry ain't what it seem this s**t be counterfeit
    Ain't no lacking she say I'm a n***a from the trenches with a accent
    Why you asking me who shot your homie why you asking
    You got my number you post s**t on the gram you moving backwards
    You lucky I don't be doing s**t for the gram you n***as cowards
    Better not believe no rumors rest in peace to Koopa
    I jumped on the school bus and I had brung a Ruger
    Always drank an 8th of Act I never drunk a cooler
    They get your location they might pop outside in Ubers
    When his goofy a*s jumped in the streets
    His a*s a hooper
    I know this s**t don't matter I took a shower with a cougar
    Bring him out retirement he gon' kill you for that moolah
    Catch him in the morning wake him up that boy a rooster
    Go
    He took it to trial I tried to tell him it was stupid
    I knew it
    They gave him so much time his knees got weak and he was woozy
    D**n
    Watch the s**t you say the feds be listening to the music
    Woah
    And they gon' take your lyrics and build a case and try to use it
    VA dropped my murder didn't have evidence to prove it
    Nah
    I think my house is haunted yeah by who
    The ghost of Pookie
    He ain't killed nobody but keep rapping about the shootings
    P***y
    Still ain't got revenge yet but keep making up excuses
    Wow
    Cuz done drank so much lean that his gut got big as Gucci's
    Lean
    Quit while he ahead and don't go out like Whitney Houston
    Huh
    He got caught without it now they robbing him for his rubies
    He wouldn't give it up so he got buried in his cuban
    It's Gucci