Mini 14 (Round 2) lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Uh!
Yuh
Get 'em
Gucci
Big Cat, LaFlare
Yuh! What up?
Gucci Mane, check it
Big Cat, LaFlare
Let's move it
Check it

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I came to the scene with a mini 14
sh*t ain't been the same since I turned 14
Tryna get a deal in my dope boy jeans
You's a local crack fiend on the Gucci Mane team
I came to the scene with a mini 14
sh*t ain't been the same since I turned 14
Tryna get a deal in my dope boy jeans
You's a local crack fiend on the Gucci Mane team

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Mini mac-10, wit many mo clips
Text mеssagin thugs, talkin bout put it on crip
Watchin every move so i know you gon' slip
Whеn da carbon 15 hit ya, know ya gon' flip
Why you try me, f*ck CTE b*tch
Knew you was a hater from that MTV sh*t
Specially at ya shows, you and crackhead weel
Still independent, don't need no deal
Mo money, mo bullets, mo n*ggas to kill
We can do it like some G's
I'll go straight in ya grill
You's a thug imposta, you deserve an Oscar
Album ain't hot, Def Jam finna drop ya
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I came to the scene with a mini 14
sh*t ain't been the same since I turned 14
Tryna get a deal in my dope boy jeans
You's a local crack fiend on the Gucci Mane team
I came to the scene with a mini 14
sh*t ain't been the same since I turned 14
Tryna get a deal in my dope boy jeans
You's a local crack fiend on the Gucci Mane team

[Verse 2: Black Magic]
You went from old school chevy's to Meech coupe
Might as well kneel down in front of Meech boots
n*gga f*ck around with BK, might kidnap coach, and shoot ya DJ
n*ggas see me and they run fa gunz
But i ain't trippin', got that mac-90 with the drum
It's our summer, our year
b*tch, you couldn't walk a mile in my Nike Air's
You ain't real, you's a gangsta clone
And you can get it either way with a shake of the chrome
And don't get the sh*t twisted, this is beef
The kinda sh*t that makes ya grab 2 guns to go to sleep
You f*ck with Gucci Mane, you f*ck with me, Jeezy
And if u love ya career, ya better be easy
CTE cornflakes
Don't let me get them mini 14's and some ducktape
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane
We bustin heads over here, what they do, pimpin?
I see u n*ggas lookin but that Gucci ain't slippin
Run up, ayy, ain't nuthin' wrong with it
Want a war pus*y n*gga? Then a war ya gon' get it
I went from old school shotguns to AK's
50 in the clip and everybody gon' pay
Beef with Gucci Mane, that's ya first mistake
I get my knife and my fork, gotta and eat ya face
Yeahhh, better stay strapped or die, Jeezy
You's a b*tch-ass n*gga betta call Meech's
I can't do a show? You can't do a show
Hey busta, only made 4 in a row
Grab the mini-MAC, [?]
I want that n*gga head, so bring it back
So bring it back
Bring it back

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I came to the scene with a mini 14
sh*t ain't been the same since I turned 14
Tryna get a deal in my dope boy jeans
You's a local crack fiend on the Gucci Mane team
I came to the scene with a mini 14
sh*t ain't been the same since I turned 14
Tryna get a deal in my dope boy jeans
You's a local crack fiend on the Gucci Mane team