Back in 95 - Gucci Mane, DJ Holiday

Ha ha ha

Trap service announcement

Real niggers is back

DJ Holiday

Holiday season!

Gucci

Trap back

When I first started back in 1995

I wasn’t moving keys, I was buying 1.5

I started coming up

Junkies recognize my face

Paid a quarter million dollars just to beat a murder case

Holiday season

When I first started back in 1995

I wasn’t moving keys, I was buying 1.5

I started coming up

Junkies recognize my face

Paid a quarter million dollars just to beat a murder case

Holiday season

When I first started back in 1995

I wasn’t moving keys, I was buying 1.5

I started coming up

Junkies recognize my face

Paid a quarter million dollars just to beat a murder case

They used to run up on me, be like «Gucci what you know?

«I tell them «get this glass and get the fuck away from me hoe»

And everywhere I go it became an instant cut

Cause they knew I had those 20's and them big fat monkey nuts

Can’t be scared of the dark when you come from miles apart

Shooting dice and playing cards, selling blow out of the park

Had it fresh on your sister but I used to sell your mama

Breaking 50's down to dimes was my job for the summer

And my job for the winter, cooking bricks all in the kitchen

Junkies dead at the carwash cause I heard that they was snitching

Sure jumping like a chill man and help me buy my tills

Dope D. Willy used to finger fuck my rims

They forgetting on my name so they used to call me Black

If you beat me for a twenty beat ya I’m a call you back

She on the dope man dick cause I’m a nigger with a sack

I’m the hustler of the year and I know that for a fact

When I first started back in 1995

I wasn’t moving keys, I was buying 1.5

I started coming up

Junkies recognize my face

Paid a quarter million dollars just to beat a murder case

Holiday season

They used to run up on me, be like «Gucci what you know?

«I tell them «get this glass and get the fuck away from me hoe»

And everywhere I go it became an instant cut

Cause they knew I had those 20's and them big fat monkey nuts

Huh,

Price so low that it comin' through snow

Standin' at the store and I’m selling yae-yo

Bought a brick yesterday got a full way to go

On the highway everything got to go

Fifty on the table, a hundred on the floor

Middle of the summer but I’m’a make it snow

Like a chill pet my money don’t grow

Still servin' niggers through my burglar bars though

Shorty G’s and a little afro

8 ball check it and the flow stash milks

I don’t get credit that’s how niggers get killed

And if you got a tilt then your car get pelt

17 going to the 5−5-9

Like a blind man I don’t see no lines

Thirteen when the nigger did his first crime

Eighteen when the nigger bought his first 9

If I don’t fly then the show ain’t flying

Picking up dope but the J’s keep buying

Rob a Q lurk and I know they trying

Try Gucci Mane their ass be dying

Let me take you back in time

Let Gucci Mane refresh your mind

I’m a dope boss they on my grind

I could pluck you so hard!

When I first started back in 1995

I wasn’t moving keys, I was buying 1.5

I started coming up

Junkies recognize of my face

Paid a quarter million dollars just to beat a murder case

They used to run up on me, be like «Gucci what you know?

«I tell them «get this glass and get the fuck away from me hoe»

And everywhere I go it became an instant cut

Cause they knew I had those 20's and them big fat monkey nuts

Ain’t no more to say!

Yo Gucci!

I can’t hear all these haters man

They got to speak up

I’m 30 000 feet in the air nigger

Flying over your city to pick up a band

Whatchyou doin?

Ha ha ha ha