Gucci Mane — 3 Extra

[Intro] Huh, yeah, yeah Its Guwop Yeah, Guwop Trap God Textin, smokin' and flexin' at the same time (Brr) Huh, its Guwop (Its Guwop) Pick ya weapon, nigga AR-15, Mac-11, nigga [Verse 1] I if you a Blood got beef with Guwop I don't wanna be ya If you a Crip got problems with me I wouldn't wanna see ya LV's all over me, no Vice Lord though I Louis V up Big up to Jeezy but the twelve disciples they betrayed Jesus RIP to MLK he was a born leader Malcolm X man dat there, them my damn people Its a revolution second graders smokin' reefer And killin' people, God, deliver me from evil My momma told me in the county jail in visitation That shes not sad I took a life shes happy that I made it I buried the trash they threw at me and now its my buried treasure And every hurdle in life I leap, it make me more successful (Wop) [Chorus] Life so stressful, niggas they gone test ya So Icey and you can't make a diamond without pressure Just to wake up and breath, man I'm blessed for I used to pay my momma rent with the extras Dope man, bitch want a bag I got extras Don't measure lean pour up, and don't measure Dope man burry a mill, its buried treasure Extra extra read about it, bitch I'm in the paper [Verse 2] Extra, extra, Gucci the dope stretcher Extra, extra, homeboy in a stretcher Finessed the college out a loan, dropped out the first semester (Fuck 'em) Took 'em two-thousand and shelf, I bought a duece and I'm on Gresham Guwop on the bricks too flexin, call me a wrestler (Lex Luger) Wop does fourteen, fifteen, call me Chester Molester I bought a fifty pack and put 'em back, ZayT on bricks (Zaytiggy) And I'm not no producer, but these niggas gettin' remixed I trick a six out my tour bust, crowned it with bricks, now its a Sprinter Took a hundred pounds from ya just to smoke it with my niggas Private jet, Guwop, the pilot call me "Mister" Still the same nigga with two AR's on that picture (Pow pow) [Chorus] Life so stressful, niggas they gone test ya So Icey and you can't make a diamond without pressure Just to wake up and breath, man I'm blessed for I used to pay my momma rent with the extras Dope man, bitch want a bag I got extras Don't measure lean pour up, and don't measure Dope man burry a mill, its buried treasure Extra extra read about it, bitch I'm in the paper