Biografía:
Radric Delantic Davis (Bessemer, Alabama; 12 de febrero de 1980), más conocido por su nombre artístico, Gucci Mane, es un rapero estadounidense. Debutó en 2005 con la producción Trap House. En 2009, su segundo álbum de estudio en una empresa discográfica importante, The State vs. Radric Davis, fue lanzado. Gucci Mane ha publicado muchos mixtapes en su carrera, llegando a lanzar más de 20 mixtapes oficiales.
Fue condenado a una pena de cárcel de seis meses por un asesinato a finales de 2005
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
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We got London on da Track
Bbm
Drop top, wop
Ab
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
[Chorus]
Bbm
Cartier frames, call me four eyes
Ab
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
Bbm
A lot of people still got a lot of shit
Ab
to say about the clothes and the pics I post
Bbm
But it's a beautiful day outside today
Ab
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Bbm
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
Ab
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
[Verse]
Bbm
I've got a chick so fine, make a blind man see her
Ab
She runnin' through my mind, that's a fine idea
Bbm
And I ain't Blake Griffin, I don't drive no Kia
Ab
If it ain't 10 mil, I can't sign no deal
Bbm
I'm all about a check, fresh Nikes, let's do it
Ab
And I spy a bitch that wanna scrape, get to it
Bbm
Trap tutorial, ridin' down Memorial
Ab
From the bando to the Waldorf Astoria
Bbm
If you don't like to see niggas shine, then close your eyes then
Ab
I'll be on a private island, vibin' to violins
Bbm
Autobiography, Gucci Mane the author
Ab
And I'm the trap sponsor, Gucci Mane's the father
Bbm
An eight figure nigga just walked into Wal-Mart
Ab
If you ain't gettin' money then move out of Georgia
Bbm
100 tapes and goin', go check my discography
Ab
The freshest nigga livin', go check your photography
[Chorus]
Bbm
Cartier frames, call me four eyes
Ab
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
Bbm
A lot of people still got a lot of shit
Ab
to say about the clothes and the pics I post
Bbm
But it's a beautiful day outside today
Ab
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Bbm
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
Ab
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
[Verse]
N.C.
I just drove the Tesla with both eyes closed
Bbm Ab
Made a 100 thousand on the one-eyed stove
Bbm
Two-tone Wraith and a two-tone PP
Ab
Walked out of Gucci with the two-tone GG
Bbm
Bulletproof Range, the coke color albino
Ab
Yeah, my sauce A1, no Fogo de Chão
Bbm
Makin' money in piles sellin' people the Pyro
Ab
Click the link in the bio, I'm the illest that I know
Bbm
I'm the illest to rivals, all my cars got a title
Ab
Had to Roc just like Tidal, sell a preacher the Bible
Bbm
I'm a hustler for real, sell a hospital vital
Ab
Sell my cousin some Adderall 'cause he takin' his finals
Bbm
Tity Boi your highness, make it through any crisis
Ab
All I do is look straight, all the bullshit behind us
Bbm
Got the Ye on the bracelet, got the Ye on the frame
Ab
Got the Ye on the watch, Ye to the game
[Chorus]
Bbm
Cartier frames, call me four eyes
Ab
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
Bbm
A lot of people still got a lot of shit
Ab
to say about the clothes and the pics I post
Bbm
But it's a beautiful day outside today
Ab
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Bbm
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
Ab
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
[Verse 3]
Bbm
Don't mean to brag and boast, but I be fresher than most
Ab Bbm
Ran through my first million playin' on the West Coast
Keep some pretty girls 'round me everywhere that I go
Ab Bbm
We made it out the streets, pop a bottle, let's make a toast
I run circles 'round scrap niggas with a blindfold
Ab Bbm
And she said "Let's make love", want me to fuck with my eyes closed
But lil' mama so fine when she took her clothes off
Ab
I went straight in it both eyes closed
Bbm
(You're crazy bruh)
Ab
Ha, wait a minute, I'm fresh as fuck, let me strike a pose
Bbm
Hands down, iced up, white and rose gold
Ab
She walkin' 'round my penthouse in my Versace robe
Bbm
Since a juvenile I stuck to the G code
Ab
Servin' out the kitchen but I never touched the stove
Bbm
I told my bitch "You mine's now, you ain't gotta work
Ab
Just keep it real and let's go spend the mils"
[Chorus]
Bbm
Cartier frames, call me four eyes
Ab
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
Bbm
A lot of people still got a lot of shit
Ab
to say about the clothes and the pics I post
Bbm
But it's a beautiful day outside today
Ab
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Bbm
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
Ab
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
|Bbm |Bbm |Bbm |Ab
|Bbm |Bbm |Bbm |Ab
We got London on da Track
Bbm
Drop top, wop
Ab
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
[Chorus]
Bbm
Cartier frames, call me four eyes
Ab
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
Bbm
A lot of people still got a lot of shit
Ab
to say about the clothes and the pics I post
Bbm
But it's a beautiful day outside today
Ab
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Bbm
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
Ab
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
[Verse]
Bbm
I've got a chick so fine, make a blind man see her
Ab
She runnin' through my mind, that's a fine idea
Bbm
And I ain't Blake Griffin, I don't drive no Kia
Ab
If it ain't 10 mil, I can't sign no deal
Bbm
I'm all about a check, fresh Nikes, let's do it
Ab
And I spy a bitch that wanna scrape, get to it
Bbm
Trap tutorial, ridin' down Memorial
Ab
From the bando to the Waldorf Astoria
Bbm
If you don't like to see niggas shine, then close your eyes then
Ab
I'll be on a private island, vibin' to violins
Bbm
Autobiography, Gucci Mane the author
Ab
And I'm the trap sponsor, Gucci Mane's the father
Bbm
An eight figure nigga just walked into Wal-Mart
Ab
If you ain't gettin' money then move out of Georgia
Bbm
100 tapes and goin', go check my discography
Ab
The freshest nigga livin', go check your photography
[Chorus]
Bbm
Cartier frames, call me four eyes
Ab
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
Bbm
A lot of people still got a lot of shit
Ab
to say about the clothes and the pics I post
Bbm
But it's a beautiful day outside today
Ab
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Bbm
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
Ab
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
[Verse]
N.C.
I just drove the Tesla with both eyes closed
Bbm Ab
Made a 100 thousand on the one-eyed stove
Bbm
Two-tone Wraith and a two-tone PP
Ab
Walked out of Gucci with the two-tone GG
Bbm
Bulletproof Range, the coke color albino
Ab
Yeah, my sauce A1, no Fogo de Chão
Bbm
Makin' money in piles sellin' people the Pyro
Ab
Click the link in the bio, I'm the illest that I know
Bbm
I'm the illest to rivals, all my cars got a title
Ab
Had to Roc just like Tidal, sell a preacher the Bible
Bbm
I'm a hustler for real, sell a hospital vital
Ab
Sell my cousin some Adderall 'cause he takin' his finals
Bbm
Tity Boi your highness, make it through any crisis
Ab
All I do is look straight, all the bullshit behind us
Bbm
Got the Ye on the bracelet, got the Ye on the frame
Ab
Got the Ye on the watch, Ye to the game
[Chorus]
Bbm
Cartier frames, call me four eyes
Ab
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
Bbm
A lot of people still got a lot of shit
Ab
to say about the clothes and the pics I post
Bbm
But it's a beautiful day outside today
Ab
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Bbm
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
Ab
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
[Verse 3]
Bbm
Don't mean to brag and boast, but I be fresher than most
Ab Bbm
Ran through my first million playin' on the West Coast
Keep some pretty girls 'round me everywhere that I go
Ab Bbm
We made it out the streets, pop a bottle, let's make a toast
I run circles 'round scrap niggas with a blindfold
Ab Bbm
And she said "Let's make love", want me to fuck with my eyes closed
But lil' mama so fine when she took her clothes off
Ab
I went straight in it both eyes closed
Bbm
(You're crazy bruh)
Ab
Ha, wait a minute, I'm fresh as fuck, let me strike a pose
Bbm
Hands down, iced up, white and rose gold
Ab
She walkin' 'round my penthouse in my Versace robe
Bbm
Since a juvenile I stuck to the G code
Ab
Servin' out the kitchen but I never touched the stove
Bbm
I told my bitch "You mine's now, you ain't gotta work
Ab
Just keep it real and let's go spend the mils"
[Chorus]
Bbm
Cartier frames, call me four eyes
Ab
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
Bbm
A lot of people still got a lot of shit
Ab
to say about the clothes and the pics I post
Bbm
But it's a beautiful day outside today
Ab
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Bbm
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
Ab
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
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