Gucci Mane - Aw-Man (feat. 45)

Gucci Mane:
Yeah Money Maker Ruckers Man.
Ten over ????Entertainment
Tru whats happening.
Yeah call'em true cause the know they the truth man.
That boi Gucci yeah!
we make them hoes say...

Chorus:
Yo trap dont boom like mine
Yo paper aint longer than mine, than mine
Aw man 8x

Yo bitch aint finna than mine, than mine
Yo rims aint talla than mine, than mine
Aw man 8

Verse 1:
You neva seen a thug like this aw man
Im choppin down them bricks tryna wipe Jackie Chan
My money come fast
My work come in grams
My soldiers keep straps like they work for Uncle Sam
My chain like uhh!
My wrist like damn!
I show up at the jewler with a hundred thousand cash
? portea inside ten
outside red lookin like a coke can
I keep a pretty brown round and young yella i gotta butta freakin rican and french vanilla
My trap boom hard
My bxtch real fine
Papi on the way we call it crunch time[Chea!]

Yo trap dont roll like mine
Yo paper aint longer than mine, than mine
Aw man 8x

Yo bitch aint finna than mine, than mine
Yo rims aint talla than mine, than mine
Aw man 8

Verse 2:
Imma lean wit it serve a feen wit it
On the block since the age of thirteen wit it
In the kitchen water whippin a thousand eight grams
Im standin over the stove and Im doin it wit one hand
aw man
fruit man
tucan sam
two hundred or seven gram
got yam a lotta land
Im selling that grown man
Aw man Im on that Kush tonight
And I aint stoppin till the chopper hitchu and ya body start rockin
My chain got an amonia
Watch got the bird-flu
Came to the club smellin like a pound of purple
Big cat ruckas nigga its a movement
This aint hip-hop this is drug dealer music

Yo trap dont boom like mine
Yo paper aint longer than mine, than mine
Aw man 8x

Yo bxtch aint finna than mine, than mine
Yo rims aint talla than mine, than mine
Aw man 8

.45:
I trap hard nigga
Stunt hard nigga
Every bxtch in the club jock a young nigga
4,5 big cat representa nigga
28s sittin high Ima giant nigga
Blowin kush muthafucka can you smell me nigga
Ridin through the city flyin wit the top back
Quarter key a the yam in the napsack
Big tank throwin pills to the quarterbacks
Me and mail man [Chea!]
Atcha bxtch house
Babymama cookin work at the trap house
She serving coke like she work at the Waffle House
4,5 count stacks at the stash yo!

Yo trap dont boom like mine
Yo paper aint longer than mine, than mine
Aw man 8x

Yo bxtch aint finna than mine, than mine
Yo rims aint talla than mine, than mine
Aw man 8