Hell Yeah

A hundred bales of that mid shit; hell yeah

This that shit that get your kids rich; hell yeah

Hundred bags of that kush shit; hell yeah

This that President Bush shit; hell yeah

This that arm on my kush shit

My girlfriend think she President Bush bitch; hell yeah

And I'm gone off that lean shit

My brother Duke keep on sendin me that green shit; fuck jail!

Gucci time, and I'm hood rich

I'm in that Zone 6, I throw it like the first pitch

My yellow 'Rari in the front and I parked it

A black chick in some heels match the carpet

I'm pullin up to the club like I own it

Ain't with that bullshit, Gucci don't condone it

My tolerance get low with the flexin

I woke up, bought my main chick a Lexus

A hundred bales of that mid shit; hell yeah

This that shit that get your kids rich; hell yeah

Hundred bags of that kush shit; hell yeah

This that President Bush shit; hell yeah

I be the Brick Squad young'un, leave you stankin like a Funion

All these other rap niggaz toed like a bunion

I'm B.S. and you BS, but I'm Brick Squad and you bullshit

Pistol like my chaperone, we goin on a school trip

Places that you never seen, blowin on that stupid green

Rollin on the stupid beam, hit the scene in limousine

Codeine, promethazine, diamonds in my pinky ring

Nigga what da fuck you mean? Brick Squad, dream team

I got (Money to Blow), naw I ain't Drizzy

Money make the world go 'round, that's why I'm dizzy

Standin behind Guc' and Flock, they like who is he?

Slim Dunkin in this muh'fucker; cut the chizzy

It's Big Gucci, excuse me while I ball

Until my release my nigga no lights out

Lights out, creep on in silence

Why do, I, pull more violence

We non-violent, while my tattoos smilin

To remind me, of the time they robbed me

With no problems, now my problems solved

And it's revolvin around all these guns yeah

And my condo, stretch from here to Compton

to Bouldercrest, Roberta who the same function{?}

That's somethin, to those who have nothin

No bluffin, Brick Squad no cuffin

It's Gucci!

A hundred bales of that mid shit; hell yeah

This that shit that get your kids rich; hell yeah

Hundred bags of that kush shit; hell yeah

This that President Bush shit; hell yeah

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