Gucci Mane - Realest n***a lyrics

Blow all these b**hes, b**hes, b**hes Til she last the burn Grow up something real, whapping with cheese I believe they still got whapping with me Gone until you need to push all on me I need a few again, my skittles love to s** on me I need some red truck, too many miles round me All compa**ing round and down bring the dige on me Imma ruble on my blood, dont take your eyes of me On my club Im a maniac, dont leave a b**h round me All the same Gucci soasa if Louin chief, chief With the soala twenty chain, do it a miss, take the screen Im the same Gucci n***a on the hit and get the plane Cuz your n***a want some sofa yall need the sh** on your rest I tell I might get ill, cuz this the life I live Gucci man, Im the realest n***a that ever live Bad b**h in the crib, with the quick punch from the punch Gucci man, Im the realest n***a that ever live ? the Gucci diam is real Gucci man, Im the realest n***a that ever live Imma bunch on real lane I k** robbers still Gucci man, Im the realest n***a that ever live Gucci man, Im the realest n***a that ever live With my old school with the digital damage playing the live I got fence all in your pember, I was born in Burma hill I said the Calley cush my head does my hellabama on the ma** Doping Alabama damn was one hundred on ground I cook so many ground, crack will stay and Imma have Two thousand cause the miggy and I sell that sh** myself Im on cause whatever mully, getting like this some kind of hell My trip house slow, going hell BB I might get buggy, b**h crowd in my rolly face No wipe n***a stupid, we never see no rolly face Then she say they ? like the one as yesterday I tell em I get ill so come see the life I live Gucci man, Im the realest n***a that ever live Bad b**h in the crib Gucci man, Im the realest n***a that ever live The ruffles, ruffles though sh** make Gucci diamonds real Gucci man, Im the realest n***a that ever live I know how I much I really need Yeah I k** while I stare Gucci man, Im the realest trap that ever live