Pistol In The Party

Gucci Mane

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    [Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
    Brick Squad about to walk in here
    So cold, a nigga bitch say flip
    Drinkin on lean like a ice-cold beer
    Can't give you none, give you what got you here
    Diamonds so big they hurt my ear
    Sip codeine bitch, not Belvedere
    Ballin like a nigga on his first day I
    You chain so little that I hurt my eye
    Your watch ain't real, you a goddamn lie
    Got some little bit of niggas, I'm a big ol playa
    I can take her to you vacash
    Car collision, first place
    Over 10 years and they couldn't take it
    Told I'm a hold their operation
    I'm a man bustin what I stand for
    Everything I stand for
    And I'm a hound dog, kinda fragile
    Cause I drop down, better pipe down
    EA, GA, AK to the peach state
    And a bitch can't call me cheap skate
    I'm worth 20 mill on E-bay
    Gucci Mane ain't ballin
    Young bitch so what yo mouth say

    [Bridge: Gucci Mane]
    Ain't no 1 on 1 nigga
    He swing, I hit you
    I ain't no front for fun nigga
    He ridin with you, he die with you
    I ain't thinkin of bitin my tongue nigga
    Everybody know I don't fuck with you
    And I ain't finna to go in no club nigga
    And if you let me home with this lil nigga

    [Hook: Gucci Mane]
    Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
    They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party
    Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
    They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party

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    [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
    Bet a million dollars at a month nigga
    Quarter mill for a lunch nigga
    Hundred dollars a blunt nigga
    Check ay I had, don't talk nigga
    200 dollars a blunt nigga
    This ain't what you want nigga
    Got riffles like I'm huntin niggas
    Hand choppas and punk niggas
    Well chumps ain't keep runnin your mouth
    If you went another mile then you gon be in my trunk nigga
    Got a ill nigga, just slum niggas
    But all I do is just point fingers
    Had the niggas fightin like Jerry Springer
    Thin them fuckin hoes my trigga bang
    I know pimp niggas but no gang bangers
    Same plane, different angle
    With the tango we Gucci
    So you like you want a gumbo
    Got her waitin for ya and a funeral
    And you add these numbers like candles
    They grew up, I keep a fighter
    Tell the truth I don't like strangers
    Trap game is a deadly game but I tore pussy jet just like Jesse James

    [Bridge]

    [Hook]

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