Gucci Mane - Crash Dummy (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Gucci Mane - Crash Dummy (en) Lyrics
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Tell the truth, you went out like
a real crash dummy (Dummy)
And after all that, boy, you
still signed to me? (Wow)
I'm like Birdman and, nigga,
this my Cash Money
And your fat ass flunky, he
a stone cold junky (Junky)
You know I got my bread up,
I always keep my head up
I thought it was a business meeting,
but it was a set up (Fuck)
I walk in the room, you can
feel the pressure building
Niggas dapped me up, the whole
time they plotting against
me (Well, damn)
I don't take it personal, for me
it's only business (Business)
And I don't wanna conversate if it
ain't 'bout no millions (No)
What don't kill you make you
stronger, don't bite thе hand
that feeds you (Nah)
My money keep getting longer, now
thеse haters got amnesia (Go)
You know I gotta move tactical,
every move magical (Magic)
And I'm from East Atlanta, but the
diamonds come from Africa (Yeah)
They love you when you're broke, but
they hate you when you're winnin'
And when you take a loss, that's when
the haters get to grinnin' (Ah)
It's all on you, can't be
wearin' no disguises
You play stupid games, then you
win stupid prizes (True)
Some people like to take a nigga
kindness for weakness
I pulled up on business, but
y'all was on some weak shit
The artist and the CEO, I
wear a lot of hats (Wop)
They smile in your face, then they
stab you in your back (Damn)
You learned from your daddy, so
I guess that it's hereditary
I'm that same nigga that put
money on your commissary
A nigga set up the play like
Suge Knight did with Dre
But I ain't Eazy-E, nigga, and
this ain't back in the day
This 1017 the label, I built
this shit from the ground
And I'll be damned if I let a nigga
take my shit down (Nah)
Pressure on my chest, but I still
ain't pressed (Pressed)
Pen to the paper, but it's
under duress (Wow)
Read between the lines, I
don't settle for less
Step up to the plate, my nigga,
life is a test (A test)
Man, they on that broke shit
and I'm a rich ass exec'
The head nigga in charge, it's my
name on the check (It's Gucci)
Nigga jealous of me, dog,
remind me of my ex
Another day, another dollar,
on to the next (It's Guwop)
I done been betrayed, now my
heart turned cold (Cold)
I done been betrayed, now my
heart turned cold (Pussy)
I done been betrayed, now
my heart turned cold
My heart turned cold,
my heart turned cold
Keep that fake love, I
don't want it no more
It's big Guwop, CEO
1017 for life, big Gucci
This for all the crash
dummies out there
I don't know what the fuck you thought
Still getting money, this ain't that
1017, it's Gucci
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