Gucci Mane – Us Fuck Them lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
We don need no bottom shit we be saying kady
Us fuck them
What's happening, yo
Us fucked them girls
[C note] real nigga shit [ku a]
Me tell you sumtin turn your shit up
Huhh! Whats happening whats up man
Big gucci, gua , Gucci
You in the air an out nigga
What's happening wit you nigga
What's happening for it mate
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
They say they gua some magician with a deuce pot
Ma nigga locked up and I got to him a green got, I got them OG
Bags I keep em at ma new spot
You better hurry up and buy before you lose that
Ma tool that go make me have to bring the news out
I don't send 1 shot at no nigga I send 10 shots
They say they couches a ku nigga but i'm main crop
Dem dem man drop them balls my drop lock just like Fort Knox
To make it Rastafari blow we taking round shots
[Bombo claat] Neighbors complaining spot so hot I had to move out
You took your chain and serve a niggas with ma jewels out
Just had a chin man that went wav on you who cool with you
The same nigga broke in your spot you let him move with you
Am wit ma same old crew who all these new niggas
I shoot the ink off yo face I untattoo niggas
It shift and go through one nigga and then shoot two niggas
Scu-up!

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Us fuck them, us fuck them
It's all about us fuck them fuck them
It's us fuck them, us fuck them
Family first it's us and fuck them
It's us fuck them, us fuck them
It's all about us fuck them fuck them
Us fuck them, It's us fuck them
Family first it's us and fuck them

[Verse 2: OJ Da Juiceman]
It's all about us man the Bust and God we trust
Crutch and a bangle praying to God that it bust
Serving the glass Jay squeeze it don't bust
I'm hard to kill like a board i'm built up
Remember going to school some of a shoes had some stuff
So I'm trappin like hell tryna void the steel cuffs
So I'm making them sales then I went and bought a car
Start pulling the burl the umber hood stock
Got me leaning like hell pulling up by the bar
Got em diamonds like hell, trapping in a foreign car
Baby i'm a big dimple when you looking at a star
Got the bricks in some turkey wraps yeah it's in the jar

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Us fuck them, us fuck them
It's all about us fuck them fuck them
It's us fuck them, us fuck them
Family first it's us and fuck them
It's us fuck them, us fuck them
It's all about us fuck them fuck them
Us fuck them, It's us fuck them
Family first it's us and fuck them