Peepin out The Blinds - Gucci Mane

Gato, ha
They come to my trap
Take my sh_t, you should post too
Ka, ba, gato

Firin' at n_ggas, I'm firin' at n_ggas
I'm firin' at n_ggas outside
I feel like Malcolm X I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred n_ggas outside
I'm coming out firin' at n_ggas, firin' at n_ggas
I hear sirens, I'm firin', I'm firin' at n_ggas
I'm like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred n_ggas outside
I'm comin' out

Bow, bow, bow
Man down, click clack
Who your man now
Know you heard 'bout Gucci Mane, that boy 'bout lettin' that thang sound
You stunt on Instagram, I'm in a rental van now
Don' know how this sh_t gon' turn, but I won't run my mouth
N_gga run up on me, I'ma back his ass down
I'ma stand up, n_gga, I will never lay down
I bad place by the cartel, they gon' knock us head down
One thing 'bout the Eskimos, dem boys don't f_ck around
Jamaican plugs and Mexicans, they spoilin' me with pounds
Medellin affiliated, grow it out the ground
We grow it out the ground (Wop!)

Firin' at n_ggas, I'm firin' at n_ggas
I'm firin' at n_ggas outside
I feel like Malcolm X I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred n_ggas outside
I'm comin' out firin' at n_ggas, firin' at n_ggas
I hear sirens, I'm firin', I'm firin' at n_ggas
I'm like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred n_ggas outside
I'm comin' out

Boston, George Diego flow, my b_tch like Griselda though
Thousand pounds of yellow dough
Rich ass junkie, full of money
Cameras watchin' every door
Ten mill in an envelope
Banana boat with telescope
I count 2 mil on Periscope
Duplex is exceptional, burglar bars protect the door
Draco on the floor, and AR-15 on the sectional
And young n_gga with plenty dough
I done hit so many hoes
Eenie menie minie hoe, I always use protection though
My Smith and Wesson teach a lesson what you call your brother for?
You ain't even special ho, why you gettin' all extra for
Why that n_gga pull up to my truck actin' aggressive for?
I bless you I don't stress you, if it's pressure then it's pressure (grra)

Firin' at n_ggas, I'm firin' at n_ggas
I'm firin' at n_ggas outside
I feel like Malcolm X I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred n_ggas outside
I'm comin' out firin' at n_ggas, firin' at n_ggas
I hear sirens, I'm firin', I'm firin' at n_ggas
I'm like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred n_ggas outside
I'm comin' out

Man down, click clack!
Who your man now

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