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Shit Wouldn't Happen Lyrics

Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Shit Wouldn't Happen by Gucci Mane




Shit Wouldn't Happen
Legend, legend, legend, legend
Scoup sh*t , grow up
Ay to the bay, you know,
They try sell, boy, what we have, but they dont listen
First they gotta rehab sidly to prison
Melt it high, dont make me stackers been trippin
They say my diamonds was too crazy and our sh*t be committed
If you aint true, I had the truck, what the f**k multiply skills?
Cuz all they boys will cry and hups so they will think that I did it
I took em too much on the chain then got babe to the business
First man out of jail man I bought me a b**ch
Me a Keisha, smoking keisha cuz Im handsome, she pretty
I got her lipstick all over me but stay on my business
Our killers playing hard, making love to a million
Lets make up, our calley on, look down when Im p**sed
Shoat like fory watter, three gang from b**ches
When you may spreagle mean mine, I swear to God I was pimping
When Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trapping
If you aint sit them cowards to me, did that sh*t wouldnt happen
that sh*t wouldnt happen
that sh*t wouldnt happen
You aint sit them cowards to me, did that sh*t wouldnt happen
When Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trapping
You aint sit them cowards to me, did that sh*t wouldnt happen
Rapping really is my passion, Im really in this trapping
Im on real screen nigga and I dont know how it happened
Always going baby Calley
Yeah I was gettin that pack
I had to set whenever beat that, I dont nee4 no one to bag that
I had to be sheavy with the realest
I lie never plat
We go with the ice and bones and that was nah, nah
Maybe ninety, ninety seven, or just use behind
If you will get straight at niggas, youll die as no friend of mine
Got them your niggas with me
I keep the haters with me
I dont make no move, unless I got the haters with me
Man they try come kill me
I feel just like fitty, I got fity up in my club
I wish a nigga tell me
Shout up the forty watter, malley watter, three different b**ches
When you may sprinkle, youre mine
I swear to God I will trap it
If you aint sit them cowards to me, did that sh*t wouldnt happen
that sh*t wouldnt happen
that sh*t wouldnt happen
When Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trapping
If you aint sit them cowards to me, did that sh*t wouldnt happen




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