It's Alive (feat. Swizz Beatz)
Gucci Mane"It's Alive (feat. Swizz Beatz)" é uma música de Gucci Mane, 2010, Pop. A música tem 3:34 de duração, 143 lines / 696 words.
Letra
0:00It's Alive (它還活著) - Gucci Mane (古馳·馬內)
0:19My pocket all swoll'
0:20My rims all chrome
0:21When I hit the club everything goes
0:24Bottles in the air
0:25Put your lighters in the air
0:26But when I'm in here
0:27I don't really care
0:29'Cause I ride on 'em plus
0:30I style on 'em
0:31Yes I lean on 'em yes
0:32I flash on 'em
0:33Yeah I know
0:34That's the way you like it huh
0:36Yeah that's the way
0:37You love me hon'
0:39It's alive it's alive
0:40Rounds cured the eyes
0:41I had to bring the b**ch back
0:42Like Frankenstein
0:44I push weight
0:44But Gucci don't exercise
0:46I get extra whipped cream
0:47For them eskimo pies
0:49I'm in the 'hood
0:49Like the mayor 'round election time
0:51Here's a suggestion:
0:51Don't park your car next to mine
0:53I'mma start when the light hit
0:55I 'posed to shine
0:56Your flow is garbage
0:57They let me out just in time
0:58They got a section
0:59But none of the ho's are fine
1:01They need to exit
1:01Don't let the grind pass you by
1:03I run laps 'round lames
1:04With my shoes untied
1:05I jump the line walk in
1:07And watch the crowd divide
1:08Still stuck outside
1:09That's the ugly side
1:10Looked Medusa in the eye
1:12And Medusa died
1:13This is top secret sh*t
1:14Classified
1:15Don't blame me
1:16Swizz was the mastermind
1:18I can't breathe can't breathe
1:19Toni Braxton time
1:20I got a chain moonwalkin'
1:21Michael Jackson time
1:23I keep on buying ice
1:24Like I lost my mind
1:25This bloodline of mine
1:26Is supposed to shine
1:28My pocket all swoll'
1:28My rims all chrome
1:30When I hit the club everything goes
1:32Bottles in the air
1:33Put your lighters in the air
1:35But when I'm in here
1:36I don't really care
1:37'Cause I ride on 'em plus
1:39I style on 'em
1:40Yes I lean on 'em yes
1:41I flash on 'em
1:42Yeah I know
1:43That's the way you like it huh
1:45Yeah that's the way you love me hon'
1:47Hurry up hurry up
1:48Gucci on the news
1:49They say he walked out
1:51The jail rockin' stupid jewels
1:52They tryin' to find out what it do
1:54Admit it you confused
1:55Too much cash on me
1:56Hundreds fallin' out my trous'
1:57My yellow wrist
1:58Bright as piss b**ch
1:59On the sh*t
1:59Big Gucci called Swizz
2:01Let's make a hit
2:02Two thing in this world
2:03I ain't ever seen
2:04Are you a foreigner ni**a
2:06I need to help me get mimi
2:07I hope you suffocate me told her
2:08Baby let me breathe
2:09'Cause I don't chase nothin'
2:10But paper b**ch you're chasin' me
2:12Excuse my French but this is Gucci
2:13I'm so f**king gutter
2:14It don't make no sense to switch
2:16For any of these motherf**kers
2:17My pocket all swoll'
2:17My rims all chrome
2:19When I hit the club everything goes
2:21Bottles in the air
2:22Put your lighters in the air
2:24But when I'm in here
2:25I don't really care
2:26'Cause I ride on 'em plus
2:27I style on 'em
2:28Yes I lean on 'em yes
2:30I flash on 'em
2:31Yeah I know
2:32That's the way you like it huh
2:34Yeah that's the way you love me hon'
2:36Somebody said my life is it
2:39I said nah dog my wife is it
2:41Now I'm back
2:42Back on 'em like I never never left
2:44Plus the boy right here
2:45I'm fresh to death
2:46Woo Christians on my feet
2:49See I can't fall for Suzuki jeeps
2:52Now I'm jumpin' off decks
2:54Don't worry about the haters
2:55They gonna be upset
2:56And the Black Card in my back pocket
2:59The Conaseg lookin'
3:00Like a speeder rocket
3:01Yeah I'm zoomin' on the highway
3:04And you should love me
3:05I did it my way
3:06My pocket all swoll'
3:07My rims all chrome
3:08When I hit the club everything goes
3:10Bottles in the air
3:11Put your lighters in the air
3:13But when I'm in here
3:14I don't really care
3:15'Cause I ride on 'em plus
3:17I style on 'em
3:17Yes I lean on 'em yes
3:19I flash on 'em
3:20Yeah I know
3:21That's the way you like it huh
3:23Yeah that's the way you love me hon'
3:25I know
3:25Laddies and gentelman
3:34Laddies and gentelman
It's Alive (它還活著) - Gucci Mane (古馳·馬內) My pocket all swoll' My rims all chrome When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air Put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here I don't really care 'Cause I ride on 'em plus I style on 'em Yes I lean on 'em yes I flash on 'em Yeah I know That's the way you like it huh Yeah that's the way You love me hon' It's alive it's alive Rounds cured the eyes I had to bring the b**ch back Like Frankenstein I push weight But Gucci don't exercise I get extra whipped cream For them eskimo pies I'm in the 'hood Like the mayor 'round election time Here's a suggestion: Don't park your car next to mine I'mma start when the light hit I 'posed to shine Your flow is garbage They let me out just in time They got a section But none of the ho's are fine They need to exit Don't let the grind pass you by I run laps 'round lames With my shoes untied I jump the line walk in And watch the crowd divide Still stuck outside That's the ugly side Looked Medusa in the eye And Medusa died This is top secret sh*t Classified Don't blame me Swizz was the mastermind I can't breathe can't breathe Toni Braxton time I got a chain moonwalkin' Michael Jackson time I keep on buying ice Like I lost my mind This bloodline of mine Is supposed to shine My pocket all swoll' My rims all chrome When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air Put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here I don't really care 'Cause I ride on 'em plus I style on 'em Yes I lean on 'em yes I flash on 'em Yeah I know That's the way you like it huh Yeah that's the way you love me hon' Hurry up hurry up Gucci on the news They say he walked out The jail rockin' stupid jewels They tryin' to find out what it do Admit it you confused Too much cash on me Hundreds fallin' out my trous' My yellow wrist Bright as piss b**ch On the sh*t Big Gucci called Swizz Let's make a hit Two thing in this world I ain't ever seen Are you a foreigner ni**a I need to help me get mimi I hope you suffocate me told her Baby let me breathe 'Cause I don't chase nothin' But paper b**ch you're chasin' me Excuse my French but this is Gucci I'm so f**king gutter It don't make no sense to switch For any of these motherf**kers My pocket all swoll' My rims all chrome When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air Put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here I don't really care 'Cause I ride on 'em plus I style on 'em Yes I lean on 'em yes I flash on 'em Yeah I know That's the way you like it huh Yeah that's the way you love me hon' Somebody said my life is it I said nah dog my wife is it Now I'm back Back on 'em like I never never left Plus the boy right here I'm fresh to death Woo Christians on my feet See I can't fall for Suzuki jeeps Now I'm jumpin' off decks Don't worry about the haters They gonna be upset And the Black Card in my back pocket The Conaseg lookin' Like a speeder rocket Yeah I'm zoomin' on the highway And you should love me I did it my way My pocket all swoll' My rims all chrome When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air Put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here I don't really care 'Cause I ride on 'em plus I style on 'em Yes I lean on 'em yes I flash on 'em Yeah I know That's the way you like it huh Yeah that's the way you love me hon' I know Laddies and gentelman Laddies and gentelman
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