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Artist: Gucci Mane
Canonical path: /gucci-mane/tell-me-nothin-
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Tell Me Nothin'
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Tell Me Nothin'
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[Hook:]
Black diamonds, black scullies, straight thugging
15 years when I started husslin
Ain't a real nigga till I die, boys nothing
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Turn nothing into something
I turn nothing into something
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Nah you can't tell me nothing
[Verse 1:]
If you ain't worth a ticket I don't wanna talk
I keep a yalk on me that's that Memphis talk
I never take her home to my spot 'cause these bitches talk
They send a nigga to my crib you get Atlanta chop
No serenity for these bitches no love for these niggas
You lil and will pay all our bills but she love me nigga
Like a porn star how she fuck me
I ain't gonna lie I felt guilty, to know that's the mother of your children
Rollin up, pour me a cup, P we in and niggas don't like me
But guess what I don't give a fuck
I drink syrup till I get stuffed
On the phone with my plug talking big buck
[Hook:]
Black diamonds, black scullies, straight thugging
15 years when I started husslin
Ain't a real nigga till I die, boys nothing
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Turn nothing into something
I turn nothing into something
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Nah you can't tell me nothing
[Verse 2:]
Broke niggas like it but that fighter bro
How you gon' tell me something you ain't got no money bro
And your stupid ass sleeping on my furniture
RIP but my pockets all be punisher
Tip gray woulda fuck it like a bunicher
What time is it who the fuck you callin country bro
I lost it all, got back out and ran my money y'all
It seem like yesterday without my my my first helmet y'all
Then walk up, pull out, back to back now back into a bus
Fuck a show, slam with piles on my 12 buses
These under gready or the recognition too busty
If you a boss then why the fuck you shoot dustin'
[Hook:]
Black diamonds, black scullies, straight thugging
15 years when I started husslin
Ain't a real nigga till I die, boys nothing
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Turn nothing into something
I turn nothing into something
If you ain't workin with a million you can't tell me nothing
Nah you can't tell me nothing
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