Tonalité : C major•
Verse 1
C
Go
Fm
C
Fm
One, two, Gucci's coming
C
for you (for you)
Three, four, better lock your
door (better lock your)
F
C
Five, six, he'll take yo'
bitch (he'll take yo' shit)
Seven, eight, better stay awake
(better stay up late)
Nine, ten,
he's back again (back again)
Cm
Eleven, twelve,
he escaped from hell (huh)
F
C
Eleven, twelve,
Cm
he escaped from hell
Verse 2
Cm
"Gucci Mane got long money,"
that's what these bitches say
"And I'ma pay his bond money",
C
that's where my shooter spray (grrra)
Cm
My jit went on the run for me
C
We ain't related but I feel just like
Cm
they sons to me (wow)
C
Cm
'Cause on my birthday every year,
they buy two guns for me (baow)
I did the math, they down to sell two
metric tons for me (huh?)
Verse 3
Cm
Another product of the slum
just like me homie
Don't play with me because
you know I got a whole army
We in Miami, deep with heat,
Eb
C
don't get put on a poster
Eb
C
I keep two shooters on the wing,
I feel like Eric Spoelstra
Cm
I got the drop, I know where all
my opps be playing poker
C
Cm
My section full of rich- head junkies who
C
Cm
C
hate be ing sober (sober)
Fm
It's Gucci
Eb
Fm
One, two,
Verse 4
F
Gucci's coming
C
for you (for you)
Three, four, better lock your
F
door (better lock your)
C
F
C
Five, six, he'll take yo' bitch
(he'll take yo' shit)
Seven, eight, better stay awake
Cm
(better stay up late)
Nine, ten,
C
he's back again (back again)
Cm
Eleven, twelve,
he escaped from hell (huh)
F
C
Eleven, twelve,
Cm
he escaped from hell (go)
Verse 5
Cm
My car cost so much, the police
don't even pull me over (huh)
I don't sign artists no more,
C
Cm
I recruit soldiers (whoa)
My money done stacked up so tall my
C
Cm
C
shit done flipped over (well damn)
Eb
C
Cm
If it don't jump the first time,
that shit gettin' whipped over (skrrt)
Come in my traphouse, need a mask
'cause of the dope odor
Just sold a brick, not all at once,
four plays for four quarters (sold)
Come in my traphouse, need a mask
C
Cm
'cause of the stank odor
C
Cm
It ain't no way you snaking me
C
'cause I keep king cobras
Verse 6
F
One, two, Gucci's coming
C
for you (for you)
C
Three, four, better lock your
Cm
F
door (better lock your)
C
Five, six, he'll take yo' bitch
F
(he'll take yo' shit)
C
Seven, eight, better stay awake
(better stay up late)
E
E
Nine, ten, he's back again (backagain)
F
Eleven, twelve,
F
Cm
he escaped from hell (huh)
Eleven, twelve, he escaped from hell
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