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Gucci Mane - On Em Ft Hotboy Wes Dj Chose Lyrics

On Em Lyrics[Intro: Hotboy Wes]
(Wait, hol' up, ThisABeats?)
I can't even hear my nigga say, I can't ev—, I can't even hear my nigga say
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Look like DJ Chose)
Ayy, ayy, this how I'm comin' out this bitch

[Verse 1: Hotboy Wes]
I can't even hear my nigga say big brother no more (What?)
Mention his name on my lil' brother, it's smoke (On God)
I'm from the gutter that bitch flooded with dope (Trap)
I done got down bad to rob my cousin before (Fuck that nigga)
That's 'cause blood don't mean shit nigga (Shit)
Loyalty for royalty, loyalty make us click nigga (Gang)
All behind a diss, I say that blitz, might shit a dish getter (Grrt)
Got kicked out at fourteen, granny had found my fifth pistol (What?)
Had a streak with dope fiends, roaches, robbers, and whip stealers (Dope)
Went eighty-five up on it, but on me I keep the big pills
I'm in my fifth apartment, I was starving like a stick figure (Jugg)
Never thought in my wildest dreams I'd be a rich nigga
Gucci on my sleeves, spent thousands on my appearance (Appearance)
[Chorus: Hotboy Wes]
Dope fiends and demons got a body on my spirit (Spirit)
Peepin' while I'm whippin', I be smilin' while I'm steering (Steering)
Come from 'cross the country, this the tire I'm engineering (Skrrt)
Heard that they gon' slum me, they mumblin', I don't hear 'em (Blatt)
Know I'm forever thuggin', on my mother, I don't fear 'em (At all)
Me and my PO bussin' 'bout the money in my urn (Okay, okay)
VVS in my smile, put diamonds in my veneers (Gang)
Last nigga dissed the gang, disappeared, nigga, where ya? (Gang)

[Verse 2: Hotboy Wes]
I'ma spray this bitch without no aim on it (Clah)
All black hoodie, that fully, I got that thang on me (Boom)
Granny steady lookin' like bullets, ain't got no name on 'em (Stop that shit)
I be with the same homies, I can never change on 'em (Squad)
Bitch, I got that thang on 'em
I'ma put that flame on 'em
Every feature lethal, I promise, I put that pain on 'em (Pain on)
Just don't drop that addy, lil' daddy, and we gon' bang on (Bang on)
Really gon' be rappin' every beat, I like to sing on 'em (Sing on 'em)
Changin' 'bout your statement on the napkin that's a shame on you (Shame on)
We gon' put a package on lil' daddy, put that change on 'em (Change on)
Cousin came up for parole, but they denied him
He don't give a fuck, he thuggin' on the Verizon

[Chorus: Hotboy Wes & DJ Chose]
Dope fiends and demons got a body on my spirit (Spirit)
Peepin' while I'm whippin', I be smilin' while I'm steering (Steering)
Come from 'cross the country, this the tire I'm engineering (Skrrt)
Heard that they gon' slum me, they mumblin', I don't hear 'em (Blatt)
No, I've been over thuggin' on my mud, I don't hurt 'em (At all)
Me and my PO bussin' 'bout the money in my urn (Okay, okay)
VVS in my smile, put diamonds in my veneers (Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
Last nigga dissed the gang, disappeared, nigga where ya?
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Elementary, shawty got this shit out for the road
In my hood if you ain't got a switch you got a plug
Ayy, only style my daddy every had with some drugs (Yeah)
Fuck so many thotties, yeah, I'm hidin' with the love
Ain't that DJ Choose? Hell yeah, my pockets thick (Thick)
I got the biggest AMG, it's lookin' like I hit a lick (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, six years ago, I was in a motherfuckin' trailer (Ooh)
Had a crush on lil' Kayla, she had left me, ain't had no paper (Come on)
Do you know what it's like to see them niggas? We in first (First)
Do you know what it's like to just go harder when it hurt? (Hurt)
My nigga did a P, he put your partner on a shirt
And I don't drop no bags, it was for free if he got murdered (Boom)

[Chorus: Hotboy Wes]
Dope fiends and demons got a body it on my spirit (Spirit)
Peepin' while I'm whippin', I be smilin' while I'm steering (Steering)
Come from 'cross the country, this the tire I'm engineering (Skrrt)
Heard that they gon' slum me, they mumblin', I don't hear 'em (Blatt)
Know I'm forever thuggin', on my mother, I don't fear 'em (At all)
Me and my PO bussin' 'bout the money in my urn (Okay, okay)
BBS in my smile, put diamonds in my veneers (Gang)
Last nigga dissed the gang, disappeared, nigga where ya?