Gucci coming 4 you chords and lyrics - GUCCI MANE

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[Verse 1]
[C]Go
[Fm]One, [C]two, [Fm]Gucci's coming
[C]for you (for you)
Three, four, better lock your
door (better lock your)
Five, six, he'll [F]take [C]yo'
bitch (he'll take yo' shit)
Seven, eight, better stay awake
(better stay up late)
Nine, ten,
he's back again (back again)
Elev[Cm]en, twelve,
he escaped from hell (huh)
[F]Eleven,[C] twelve,
he escaped from [Cm]hell

[Verse 2]
"Gucci Mane got long [Cm]money,"
that's what these bitches say
"And I'ma pay his bond money",
that's where [C]my shooter spray (grrra)
My jit [Cm]went on the run for me
We ain't related but I feel [C]just like
they sons [Cm]to me (wow)
'Cause on my birth[C]day [Cm]every year,
they buy two guns for me (baow)
I did the math, they down to sell two
metric tons for me (huh?)

[Verse 3]
Another product of [Cm]the slum
just like me homie
Don't play with me because
you know I got a whole army
We in Miami, deep with heat,
[Eb]don't get [C]put on a poster
I keep two [Eb]shooters on [C]the wing,
I feel like Eric Spoelstra
I got the drop, I [Cm]know where all
my opps be playing poker
My [C]section [Cm]full of rich- head junkies who
hate [C]be ing [Cm]sober [C](sober)
[Fm]It's Gucci
One, [Eb]two,[Fm]

[Verse 4]
[F]Gucci's coming
[C]for you (for you)
Three, four, better lock your
door (better lock [F]your)
[C]Five, six, [F]he'll take [C]yo' bitch
(he'll take yo' shit)
Seven, eight, better stay awake
(better stay up [Cm]late)
Nine, ten,
he's back [C]again (back again)
Elev[Cm]en, twelve,
he escaped from hell (huh)
[F]Eleven, twe[C]lve,
he escaped from [Cm]hell (go)

[Verse 5]
My car cost so much, the [Cm]police
don't even pull me over (huh)
I don't sign artists no more,
I re[C]cruit [Cm]soldiers (whoa)
My money done stacked up so tall my
[C]shit done flipped [Cm]over [C](well damn)
If [Eb]it don't ju[C]mp the f[Cm]irst time,
that shit gettin' whipped over (skrrt)
Come in my traphouse, need a mask
'cause of the dope odor
Just sold a brick, not all at once,
four plays for four quarters (sold)
Come in my traphouse, need a mask
'cause of [C]the stank [Cm]odor
[C]It ain't [Cm]no way you snaking me
'cause I [C]keep king cobras

[Verse 6]
[F]One, two, Gucci's coming
[C]for you (for you)
[C]Three, four, better lock your
[Cm]door (better lock [F]your)
Five, six, he'll take [C]yo' bitch
(he'll take yo' [F]shit)
Seven, eight, [C]better stay awake
(better stay up late)
[E]Nine, ten, he's back [E]again (backagain)
El[F]even, twelve,
he es[F]caped from [Cm]hell (huh)
Eleven, twelve, he escaped from hell