Gucci Mane – By Myself

Gucci Mane - By Myself

Gucci Mane – By Myself Chords and Lyrics

Artist : Gucci Mane
Song : By Myself

[Intro] : 
A  F      A  F      Cm  F                            D
           Wop        Wop, Marii Beatz, turn me up go

[Chorus] : 
D
Lately, I've been hangin’ by myself
                    A                              D
Fuck 'em all, don't need nobody else (Fuck ’em, my dude)
D
Fuck 'em all, mane, throw 'em in the gutter, mane
                     A                   Cm             D
I never trust 'em anyway, I killed their brother, mane (Rassclaat)
D
The plug, he keep on bringin' in the mouth (My dude)
                       A                           D
I robbed him 'cause he treat me like the help (Rassclaat)
D
I put that on my son and my mother, mane
                           A              Ab         D
My brother fronted me, but now I front my brother, mane

[Verse 1] : 
D
I'm sellin' dope ’cause dope don’t sell itself
                          A                     D
My hood full of steppers, gotta watch your steps
D
Tornado wrist, my right arm is a hurricane
                          A                 Cm        D
My jeweler call me Noah's Ark, I’m floodin' everything
D
I'm standin' in the section by myself (It’s Gucci)
                     A                      D
I feel like Meech, a one man BMF (Free Meech)
D
I'm from East Atlanta, niggas sell you anything (Bouldercrest)
                            A              Cm           D
And I'm a genius, bitch, so I can't go for anything (Wop)

[Chorus] : 
D
Lately, I've been hangin’ by myself
                    A                              D
Fuck 'em all, don't need nobody else (Fuck ’em, my dude)
D
Fuck 'em all, mane, throw 'em in the gutter, mane
                     A                   Ab
I never trust 'em anyway, I killed their brother, mane (Rassclaat)
F                                    Cm        F
The plug, he keep on bringin' in the mouth (My dude)
                                         A         F
I robbed him 'cause he treat me like the help (Rassclaat)
                 Ab         D       F
I put that on my son and my mother, mane
           Gm          F                               D
My brother fronted me, but now I front my brother, mane

[Verse 2] : 
D
They threw me in the dungeon by myself
                   A               D
So lately, I don't need nobody else
D
Man, fuck 'em, man, them fuckers, man, they traitors, mane
                     A              Cm         D
I never liked him anyway, he been a hater, mane
D
Without a gun, without a diamond or a gem (No)
                         A                     D
Feel like a boxer, I was trainin' in a gym (Box)
D
The federal penitentiary, I really hated, mane (Fuck 'em)
                            A                Ab            D
This shit'll make you go insane, I seen some crazy things (Free Chain)
D
Lately, I've been hangin' by myself (Free Pop)
                    A                      D
I feel like I don't need nobody else (Free Twon)
D
In Alabama, man, I did some crazy things (Wop)
                              A                 Cm                D
I had to rob some folks, them folks was playin' crazy games (It's Gucci)

[Chorus] : 
D
Lately, I've been hangin’ by myself
                    A                              D
Fuck 'em all, don't need nobody else (Fuck ’em, my dude)
D
Fuck 'em all, mane, throw 'em in the gutter, mane
                     A                   Ab
I never trust 'em anyway, I killed their brother, mane (Rassclaat)
F                                    Cm         F
The plug, he keep on bringin' in the mouth (My dude)
                                         A        F
I robbed him 'cause he treat me like the help (Rassclaat)
      Ab                    A          F
I put that on my son and my mother, mane
           Gm                             F            D    A  D
My brother fronted me, but now I front my brother, mane

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About Gucci Mane

Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane

Radric Delantic Davis (born February 12, 1980), known professionally as Gucci Mane, is an American rapper. He helped pioneer the hip hop subgenre of trap music alongside fellow Atlanta-based rappers T.I. and Young Jeezy. In 2005, Gucci Mane debuted with Trap House, followed by his second and third albums, Hard to Kill and Trap-A-Thon in 2006. His fourth album, Back to the Trap House, was released in 2007.

Following a string of critically and commercially successful mixtape releases in 2009, Gucci Mane released his sixth studio album, The State vs. Radric Davis, his first gold-certified album. Following time spent in prison between 2014 and 2016, he re-emerged with several new retail projects, including Everybody Looking (2016), which was released to critical praise. His 2016 collaboration with Rae Sremmurd, titled “Black Beatles”, provided Gucci Mane with his first number-one single on the US Billboard Hot 100 chart. His latest album, Evil Genius, was released on December 7, 2018.

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Selena Gomez – Fetish feat. Gucci Mane

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Selena Gomez – Fetish feat. Gucci Mane Chords and Lyrics

Artist : Selena Gomez & Gucci Mane
Song : Fetish

[Verse 1] : 
Am
Take it or leave it
     Dm
Baby take it or leave it
      Am
But I know you won't leave it
                       Dm
'Cause I know that you need it (uh)
Am
Look in the mirror
       Dm
When I look in the mirror
     Am
Baby I see it clearer
                 Dm
Why you wanna be nearer

[Pre Chorus 1] : 
F          Dm             Am               
I'm not surprised, I sympathize (ah ah)
F         Dm          Am               
I can't deny your appetite (ah ah)

[Chorus 1] : 
                        Am   Dm
You got a fetish for my love
                            C          Em
I push you out and you come right back
                             Am              Dm
Don't see a point in blaming you ou ou ou ou
                         C               Em
If I were you, I'd do me too oo oo oo oo

                        Am   Dm
You got a fetish for my love
                            C          Em
I push you out and you come right back
                             Am              Dm
Don't see a point in blaming you ou ou ou ou
                         C               Em
If I were you, I'd do me too oo oo oo oo
                        Am
You got a fetish for my love

[Verse 2] : 
Am
Reaching your limit
           Dm
Say you're reaching your limit
      Am
Going over your limit
                     Dm
But I know you can't quit it
Am
Something about me
        Dm
Got you hooked on my body
         Am                                    Dm
Take you over and under and twisted up like origami

[Pre Chorus 2] : 
F          Dm             Am               
I'm not surprised, I sympathize (ah ah)
F         Dm          Am               
I can't deny your appetite (ah ah)

[Chorus 2] : 
                        Am   Dm
You got a fetish for my love
                            C          Em
I push you out and you come right back
                             Am              Dm
Don't see a point in blaming you ou ou ou ou
                         C               Em
If I were you, I'd do me too oo oo oo oo

                        Am   Dm
You got a fetish for my love
                            C          Em
I push you out and you come right back
                             Am              Dm
Don't see a point in blaming you ou ou ou ou
                         C               Em
If I were you, I'd do me too oo oo oo oo
                        (Am)
You got a fetish for my love

[Bridge] : 
            Am
The way you walk, the way you talk
        Dm
I blame you 'cause it's all your fault
           Am
Ya playin' hard, don't turn me off
          Dm
Ya acting hard, but I know you soft
       Am
You my fetish, I'm so with it
          Dm
All these rumors bein' spreaded
         Am
Might as well go 'head and whip it
            Dm
'Cause they sayin' we already did it
        F
Call on Gucci if you ever need and
              Dm
I'll be South Beach in the drop top gleamin'
      Am
Order diamonds, Aquafina
              
Just need you in a blue bikini

[Chorus 3] : 
                        Am   Dm
You got a fetish for my love
                            C          Em
I push you out and you come right back
                             Am              Dm
Don't see a point in blaming you ou ou ou ou
                         C               Em
If I were you, I'd do me too oo oo oo oo

                        Am   Dm
You got a fetish for my love
                            C          Em
I push you out and you come right back
                             Am              Dm
Don't see a point in blaming you ou ou ou ou
                         C               Em
If I were you, I'd do me too oo oo oo oo
                            
You got a fetish for my love
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Zaytoven – East Atlanta Day feat. Gucci Mane & 21 Savage

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Zaytoven – East Atlanta Day feat. Gucci Mane & 21 Savage Chords and Lyrics

Artist : Zaytoven, Gucci Mane & 21 Savage
Song : East Atlanta Day

[Intro] : Gucci Mane
C#m
East Atlanta Day
F#
We don't fuck with 12, nigga
C#m
East Atlanta Day
F#
Nigga, East Atlanta Day

[Chorus] : Gucci Mane
         C#m                    F#
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
C#m                    F#
Drop top don, nigga, East Atlanta Day
       C#m                      F#
I got all my jewelry on, nigga, East Atlanta Day
         C#m                 F#
It's a trap holiday, nigga, East Atlanta Day
C#m                         F#
30's on the truck, nigga, East Atlanta Day
      C#m                        F#
I'ma make them put it up, nigga, East Atlanta Day
      C#m                    F#
Nigga we don't give a fuck, nigga, East Atlanta Day
         C#m                       F#
Where ya from? Throw it up, nigga, East Atlanta Day

[Verse 1] : Gucci Mane
         C#m                      F#
Walking through my hood, looking like a hundred bricks
         C#m                               F#
I got all this ice on me, shouldn't even brought out all this shit
         C#m                      F#
It's Zaytoven and C-Note and Big Gucci in this bitch
       C#m                           F#
Nigga put his hands on me I'm goin' stupid in this bitch
C#m                           F#
Eight-figure Gucci and I'm lookin' like the shit
C#m                             F#
I got so much cash right now, don't know what to with all this shit
         C#m                    F#
Yo girlfriend lookin' at me like a groupie in this bitch
         C#m                             F#
So I'm boutta shoot my shot, I feel like Cupid in this bitch
         C#m                                      F#
This for Edgewood, this for Kirkwood, I brought Glenwood in this bitch
         C#m                              F#
Got me feeling like a young nigga, might pull up with the stick
         C#m                         F#
Two hundred thousand dollar watch, I look just like a lick
         C#m                            F#
And the way lil' mama switchin' you can tell she from the 6

[Chorus] : Gucci Mane
         C#m                    F#
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
C#m                    F#
Drop top don, nigga, East Atlanta Day
       C#m                      F#
I got all my jewelry on, nigga, East Atlanta Day
         C#m                 F#
It's a trap holiday, nigga, East Atlanta Day
         C#m              F#
30's on the truck, nigga, East Atlanta Day
      C#m                        F#
I'ma make them put it up, nigga, East Atlanta Day
      C#m                    F#
Nigga we don't give a fuck, nigga, East Atlanta Day
         C#m                    F#
Where ya from? Throw it up, nigga, East Atlanta Day

[Verse 2] : 21 Savage
         C#m           F#
21 and PDE, that's the East Atlanta gang, (Gang)
    C#m                          F#
I shot a lot of niggas with this East Atlanta 'K (21)
   C#m                                F#
I robbed a lot of niggas in North Atlanta for their yay, (Facts)
      C#m                                   F#
They didn't get no skraightening, but they feel some type of way
         C#m                        F#
Drop down, broad day, niggas that Zone 6 shit, (Yeah)
         C#m                    F#
We ain't shoot nothin' but them sticks, (Yeah)
         C#m                    F#
Hit his car so many times, it did a backflip (Yeah)
         C#m                    F#
I ain't got nun for a bitch, but a fat dick (21)
         C#m                    F#
Leave a nigga with a fat lip, yeah
         C#m                    F#
Chains on me blingin' ho
         C#m                    F#
Fucked yo baby momma, yo kid's Pampers need some changing ho (21)
         C#m                    F#
All I hang around is drug dealers, killas, bangin' ho (21)
         C#m                    F#
We run East Atlanta, dare you think we don't come skraightenin' ho

[Chorus] : Gucci Mane
         C#m                    F#
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
C#m                    F#
Drop top don, nigga, East Atlanta Day
       C#m                      F#
I got all my jewelry on, nigga, East Atlanta Day
         C#m                 F#
It's a trap holiday, nigga, East Atlanta Day
         C#m              F#
30's on the truck, nigga, East Atlanta Day
      C#m                        F#
I'ma make them put it up, nigga, East Atlanta Day
      C#m                    F#
Nigga we don't give a fuck, nigga, East Atlanta Day
         C#m                    F#
Where ya from? Throw it up, nigga, East Atlanta Day
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Gucci Mane – Back On Road Ft. Drake

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Lyrics and Chords Gucci Mane – Back On Road Ft. Drake

Artist : Gucci Mane & Drake
Song : Back On Road

G
I got money that I saved then I'm back on road...
D
Get my jewelry out the safe cause I'm back on road
Em
I still do these hoes same when I'm back on road
C
If you wasn't there for me when I was all alone

(Then bitch don't expect no love when I'm back...)

G
I'm just an East Atlanta nigga with a body on this belt
D
I done had a million beefs, but I ain't never call for help
Em
I'll take a nigga's bricks and I done took a nigga reup
C
Put that rifle on your partner made him shit all on himself
G
Got your bitch so fuckin' drunk
D
That she done threw up on herself
Em
'Fore I send her back to you
C
She gon have guwop on her breath
G
I'm the last real nigga left, I'm on an island by myself
D
I'm my only competition so I'm battling with myself
Em
Facing prison, drug addiction
C
It's like I'm battling with myself
G
I done shook up all my demons
D
Now I'm back to myself
Em
You done keep it real nigga so just keep it to yourself
C
Waiting on Gucci Mane to call you

Better hold your breath

G
I got money that I saved then I'm back on road
D
Get my jewelry out the safe cause I'm back on road
Em
I still do these hoes same when I'm back on road
C
If you wasn't there for me when I was all alone

Then bitch don't expect no love when I'm back

G
These niggas faking like they happy but they mad I'm home
D
I'm the 2K16 Al Capone
Em
I slap a nigga with a strap and then I throw him a hammer
C
He be like "Fuck going to trial, Man just throw me the money"
G
Can't eat, can't sleep, Man I miss these skreets
D
Muhammad Ali and these skreets miss me
Em
I went from trappin' on the block to niggas trappin' for me
C
I left the trappin' went to rap thought you’d be happy for me
G
And then your jealousy turned to hate
D
And you wrote a statement on me
Em
But when they let me out the gates, my bitch was waiting on me
C
See I ain’t mad at you homie, we ain’t got no beef

But I ain’t got no rat for you, I know you must love cheese
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G I got money that I saved then I'm back on road D Get my jewelry out the safe cause I'm back on road Em I still do these hoes same when I'm back on road C If you wasn't there for me when I was all alone
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