La Flare - Outro by Gucci Mane Lyrics

[Intro]
There you had it
Straight Drop records baby
You know Straight Drop this shit
And we ain´t even finished
Gucci Mane
Take it home baby

[Verse: Gucci Mane]
My nigga I don´t rap
I spit game over beats
You can catch me in the trap
With some crack cocaine on the street
And I ain´t gotta put no chains on your feet
For 3 grams of that P
I´ll have my partner leave you ready to see
And I don´t freestyle nigga
´Cause this game ain´t free
The keyboard cost money so does that MP
This rap game is like a trap
So I´m still on the grind
Every track I spit a verse on
I´m cooking a nine
Every city that I open
Is like I´m selling a dime
´Cause if I ain´t making money
Then I´m wasting my time
And we ain´t never smoke no swishers with Tigger
Yeah this deal, the Straight Drop bank account is getting bigger and bigger
These niggas are dreaming about deals
But that ain´t the dealy
They want the keys to a Bentley
I want the keys to the city
I´m a pimp
Born a pimp
I´m a pimp ´till my death
I´ve got so much pimpin in me
I´ll be pimpin myself
´Cause Gucci Mane´s on the track