Testo Pistol in the Party - Gucci Mane
Testo della canzone Pistol in the Party (Gucci Mane), tratta dall'album Trap God 2
Bricksquad bout to walk in here
So cold I make a bitch say burr
Drinking on lean like a ice cold beer
Can't give you nothing, give you what got you here
Diamonds so big they hurt my ear
Sip codeine bitch, not Belvedere
Balling like a nigga on his first day out
Your chain so little that it hurt my eye
Your watch ain't real, you a goddamn lie
Y'all some little bitty niggas, I'm a big ol' player
I can take a two year vacation
Car collection, first placed it
Offered 10 years and he couldn't take it
Told on the whole damn operation
I'm a man, bruh, so I'mma stand for
Everything I stand for
And I'm handled, kind of fragile
Cause I'll draw down, better pipe down
EA, GA, AKs in the peach state
And a bitch can't call me cheapskate
I'm worth 20 mil on eBay
"Gucci Mane ain't balling"
Young bitch that's what your mouth say
Ain't no one-on-one nigga, he swing, I hit you
Ain't no fighting for fun nigga, he riding with you, he die with you
I ain't finna bite my tongue nigga
Everybody know I don't fuck with you
And I ain't finna go in no club nigga
Unless they let me in with this slug nigga
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party
Made a million dollars in a month nigga
Quarter mil for lunch nigga
Hundred dollars a blunt nigga
10K a hand, don't talk nigga
200 Dollars a blunt nigga
This ain't what you want nigga
Got rifles, look like I hunt niggas
Hand choppers and pumps nigga
You a chump, shame nigga, keep running out the mouth
And you gone be in my trunk nigga
Got a young nigga, just slump niggas
But all I do is just point fingers
Have them niggas fighting like Jerry Springer
Finger fuck a hoe with my trigger finger
I know pimp niggas that know gangbangers
Same plan, different angle
Wanna tango with Gucci, so your life you wanna gamble
Had to wait for you at the funeral
And your auntie and them boys light candles
Big Guwop, I keep a finger
Tell the truth, I don't like strangers
Trap game is a deadly game
But I tote the pistol just like Jesse James
Ain't no one-on-one nigga, he swing, I hit you
Ain't no fighting for fun nigga, he riding with you, he die with you
I ain't finna bite my tongue nigga
Everybody know I don't fuck with you
And I ain't finna go in no club nigga
Unless they let me in with this slug nigga
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party
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Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Rodriquez Dejuan Yancy
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