If you think you wanna try me
Why don't you give me a try
Cause I be rocking like this until the day I die
They call me Gucci (Gucci Gucci Gucci)

My name is Victor May, I'm like The Train That Could
And I'm the best who ever come from my neighborhood
And if you ask me where I'm from, I'd have to say New York
But it's Larchmont City where I love to walk

When I was a shorty, used to walk through the canals
Swimming butt naked with the rest of my pals
I had healthy dreams of my college life
I made it till Wally got bit by a cockroach

Got kicked out of school about 8 or 9 times but I'm still at the crib
Writing around there ain't nothing wrong with the way I'm thinking
Don't smoke no drugs don't do no drinking

If you think you wanna try me
Why don't you give me a try
Cause I be rocking like this until the day I die
They call me Gucci (Gucci Gucci Gucci)

I'm the commander of rhyme, chillin' all the time
MC V, that's me, yeah, one of a kind
I'm oozin' back-to-back, I kill suckas, that's whack
And I'ma shoot you on the spots on your back (believe that)

Grab the keys and rhyme, assumin' they're mine
Boastin' rap after rap, and one at a time
I'm like the girlies who brag, I do a party, I'm staggered
If a guy was in a dress, I'd probably shoot that fag

Oh, I'm a dishe with joy, I'm just a toy
TFS is the ace, I'm down with you, baby boy
Just chillin' on the ice, coolin' in the shade
And if the record stops playin', I'ma still get paid

My condition is true, from me to you
When I'm down (down, down) with the Gucci crew
They call me Gucci (Gucci Gucci Gucci)

Like Freddy Krueger when I write I got the fingers of death
But there are a million rap swingers I'm the only one laughing
I'm a rap type (terrorist) old time (confederate) you mind it down? (Sure)
Well I'm a baddest I'm the spookiest to spook it
With milk I eat my cookies if a sucker starts talking
I'm a tame daddy rookie I'm as juicy as Jones
Cool as a sickle you say you wanna buy them?
Pinkies, bags, and tinkles

Some rappers try to take me they don't know who I am
I'm MC V you bunch of suckers I don't give a damn

And I'm as good as gold and you're as good as told
And when I made this jam it was good as sold
They call me Gucci (Gucci Gucci Gucci)

Repeat your question
Repeat your question

Now TFS is his name and he's always ready
He wants the beat because the beat's so steady
He's always ready, willing, and able
But we never let the 40 touch the turntable

I'll leave it up to the DJ to score
So come on, just correct, let's go, let's go (let's go, let's go)