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Gucci Down Video (MV)




Performed By: Da Mex God
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Eduardo Vences




Da Mex God - Gucci Down Lyrics




Go in your home when I'm dropping to ya
Pray for the weak get a hallelujah
Don't look away when I'm talking to ya
Send you to God or whatever Buddha

Mercy for snitches is what I ain't got
Hop in the coup than I drop in ya spot
Why they be acting like my gun ain't hot
Like I ain't just willing to shoot up they thot huh

Guccied down dawg all I ever wanna see
Got the big bands, damn my momma proud of me
I can't go back all my fam look up to me
I thank God yea he knew what I'm pose to be

My whole crew shine we be on a different time
I don't even have to try no more no cap no lying
Had to forget all the people that were left behind
I was not in their best interests so I shut the blind

Yea

But ima go harder than you
Go take a look at my crew the killas gone multiply ooo
He got a bankroll well ima go take it right now I'm waiting for him at his crib
He opens the door he's like how Blow

Ain't no one f*cking with me
I'll put yo ass on a tee
Then pay the funeral fee

Yea

I come straight offa da block
I keep my hand on my Glock
I used to break off da lock block

Guccied down dawg all I ever wanna see
Got the big bands, damn my momma proud of me
I can't go back all my fam look up to me
I thank God yea he knew what I'm pose to be
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Go in your home when I'm dropping to ya
Pray for the weak get a hallelujah
Don't look away when I'm talking to ya
Send you to God or whatever Buddha

Mercy for snitches is what I ain't got
Hop in the coup than I drop in ya spot
Why they be acting like my gun ain't hot
Like I ain't just willing to shoot up they thot huh

Guccied down dawg all I ever wanna see
Got the big bands, damn my momma proud of me
I can't go back all my fam look up to me
I thank God yea he knew what I'm pose to be

My whole crew shine we be on a different time
I don't even have to try no more no cap no lying
Had to forget all the people that were left behind
I was not in their best interests so I shut the blind

Yea

But ima go harder than you
Go take a look at my crew the killas gone multiply ooo
He got a bankroll well ima go take it right now I'm waiting for him at his crib
He opens the door he's like how Blow

Ain't no one f*cking with me
I'll put yo ass on a tee
Then pay the funeral fee

Yea

I come straight offa da block
I keep my hand on my Glock
I used to break off da lock block

Guccied down dawg all I ever wanna see
Got the big bands, damn my momma proud of me
I can't go back all my fam look up to me
I thank God yea he knew what I'm pose to be
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Writer: Eduardo Vences
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