Letra Free hank Gucci Mane

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[Verse 1: Enchanting]
Trappin' ain't dead, these niggas just scared, they turn, they run to the feds
She say, "Open your eyes", [?], can't you tell that I'm full of them meds
We are down on the scoreboard, you gotta forfeit, all of yo' niggas is dead
Come get your ho back, that pussy throwback, blow me up, hit me, I leave 'em on read
I'll fuck on your bitch, I don't lay up
I'm rollin' on X just to stay up
Skinny bitch but you see that my weight up
Tryna fuck you right now, I won't wait up
Bitch, I'm blowed, I been runnin' that cake up
[?] I don't say much
Bitch, [?] don't play much
Titties on the Glock, these are no A-cups, woah
They know ain't no ho in my blood, my dad ain't yo' uncle, so I ain't yo' cuz
Ayy, you know th? old me, so don't approach me, nigga, this ain't what it was
[?] earn?d this shit out the mud
Cross me and I gotta get payback, no you can't pay that, I want it in blood
Free Hank 'til my brother come home, [?] up on that chrome, uh
[?] on my phone
I cannot make this shit up
Boy, yo' ass limp, can't get up
Do this shit for my mama, can't give up
[?]
I be full of that juice like a pitcher
[?]
Yeah, it's all from the gang so we get up
Ain't no competition, so just give up
Yo' lil' girl can go down and she eat up
That lil' bitch with a magazine, no pages
[?] makin' no wages
Bitch, go talk to God if you need savin'

[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]
[?]
Tried to run up, now he disabled
[?] my label
If I ain't do it myself, I paid him
Every gun got a drum and a laser
Yo' shooter ain't shit, just trade 'em
He got hit up close, cremate 'em
[?]
[?] on the stove when I cook up
Hundred deep at the show when they book up
Gave him two to the chest, can't sit up
I told [?], "Keep shootin', might get up"
If you with me [?]
DOA, couldn't get to the spitter
[?] want three, four killers
[?], I'ma need a new liver (Let's go)

[Verse 3: Roboy]
In the club out of my body [?] 'cause I brought them killers in here
I ain't with all of that talkin', as soon as you start it I bet I'm gon' finish it here
Whole lotta water on me, diamonds dancin' like the Harlem Shake
With a nigga tank on E, if they gas 'em we gon' off his face
My shooter one call away, this shit get ruthless, [?], no playin'
We ballin' all the way and we ain't hoopin'
[?]
If you say you packin' your tool, you losin'
Nigga, that's somethin' I ain't doin'