Gucci Mane - F*** 12 (Intro) Lyrics

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F*** 12 (Intro)

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What Are The Lyrics For F*** 12 (Intro) By Gucci Mane?
I still don't give a f*ck how a fuckboy feel
How you gon' keep it real and your diamonds not real? I do it so big I make a hater feel little I can't tell you why they hating but I have an idea You never liked me, probably don't like me still But a nigga liking me ain't never paid my bills I'm the realest nigga living, let's get one thing clear And if you wanna get it popping we can do it right here I ain't never been embarrassed, I ain't never felt fear I got post-traumatic stresses like I can't shed tears I ain't even been out 6 months but I spent 6 mil Got a million dollar grin and a 10 million dollar crib And my heart done turnt burr-burr like my adlibs In the kitchen going skrt-skrt tryna make a mil Got these bitches screaming bling-blaow, diamonds in my ear I send my shooters then it's pow-pow, another tatted tear Yeah it's 2016 so it's Guwop year When I was 16 I was making drug deals These niggas say they getting money, I can't really tell I made more money than them and I was in a jail cell I'mma say it once again, trust God, f*ck 12 A real street nigga will never ever call 12 Say it once again, trust God, f*ck 12 A real street nigga will never ever call 12 Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop |
Who Wrote F*** 12 (Intro) By Gucci Mane?
London Tyler Holmes, Radric Delantic Davis
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What's The Duration Of The F*** 12 (Intro) By Gucci Mane?The duration of F*** 12 (Intro) is 2:41 minutes and seconds. |
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