Gucci Mane - Street Ni66a Christmas lyrics

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Gucci Mane - Street Ni66a Christmas lyrics

[Intro] (Zaytoven) Huh East Atlanta Santa It's Guwop Ziggy Wanna do this for all the street ni**as Yeah, Christmas came early So Icy winter [Verse 1] They didn't hear a gunshot, they just saw him on the ground Chopper with the silencer, that b*tch don't make a sound Some ni**as tried to bully me but I don't fu*k around I'm Gucci Mane, the gravedigger, I put 'em in the ground I'm East Atlanta Santa when the bales touch down All these ho' ho' hoes know the player's in town Wrapping up a brick like I'm wrapping up a present Ain't thinking 'bout the past 'cause I'm focused on the present White girl in and I call it Taylor Swift Pеople say I'm blessed, man, thеy say I got a gift Tape them bricks to her chest, if you love me, take a trip Better not hold your breath if you waiting on me to slip With the birds on the sleigh, I can fly [?] 'Cause my right hand man, he supply the whole slums Caught an elf in the cookie jar, cut off his right thumb Speaking on a cartel, we'll cut off your damn tongue [Chorus] It's a street ni**a Christmas, a street ni**a Christmas For street ni**as just like me It's a street ni**a Christmas, a street ni**a Christmas The kids need new J's on they feet It's a street ni**a Christmas, a street ni**a Christmas For street ni**as just like me It's a street ni**a Christmas, a street ni**a Christmas Ain't no love, ain't no rules in the streets [Verse 2] It ain't all good, probably never been good Gucci Mane hood and he'll always be hood I remember ridin' 'round four deep on Glenwood [?] in my fu*kin' Kenwood Bouldercrest Road, man, you know how that go ni**a wipe your nose [?] shows Gotta keep your head on a swivel 'round here Gotta keep your hand on your pistol 'round here Never think sh*t get sweet 'round Christmas ni**as 'round here gettin' geeked 'round Christmas Robbers 'round here don't sleep 'round Christmas ni**as 'round me damn near shoot missiles I know a ni**a lost his life 'round Christmas Play around cut throat on the dice 'round Christmas You gotta keep the fire, rock your ice 'round Christmas These checkers 'round here kidnap your wife 'round Christmas [Chorus] It's a street ni**a Christmas, a street ni**a Christmas For street ni**as just like me It's a street ni**a Christmas, a street ni**a Christmas The kids need new J's on they feet It's a street ni**a Christmas, a street ni**a Christmas For street ni**as just like me It's a street ni**a Christmas, a street ni**a Christmas Ain't no love, ain't no rules in the streets