Who Is Him (feat. Pooh Shiesty) (Explicit)

Who Is Him (feat. Pooh Shiesty) (Explicit) - Gucci Mane/Pooh Shiesty

Lyrics by：Radric Davis/Lavonte Powers/Lontrell Williams

Pooh Shiesty：

Mmm mmm-mmm-mmm

Got it locked through Atlanta

Yeah yeah

Got a lot to handle

SpiffoMadeIt b***h

Brr big brr

Ayy Fox 13 we rep that murder gang we don't do no attempts

Hop out on the slammer with this chopper like I'm Shawn Kemp

Drew down on him with his pants down in front of U of M

1017 Shiesty Gang I got them folks like "Who is him"

B***h you try me and get whacked I promise this is not the way

Know she wanna f**k 'cause she keep staring in my Cartier

I think about guns and money sixty times throughout the day

Nobody safe you can't go get s**t to stop these .308s on God

Gucci Mane：

Entertain like Cedric had that codeine in my beverage

Way back in day let them n***as use me for leverage

Well d**n

F on my report card on my hip I got an F&N

Pulled up on me poppin' but he won't pull up and pop again

I don't care 'bout who he is or who his kin just do him in

Cold dark pool they threw him in I just shot off his chin

Burr

Murder case Snoop Dogg back in the day no juice and gin

Snoop

And I'm the coach I'm with the G.O.A.T.s

We go for it on fourth and ten

Go

Always was the robber where we stayed so I didn't play with 'em

Police don't even try to talk to Wop got nothin' to say to 'em

Five-shot .38 on me put a trey to him

Big dawg in the yard took a n***a tray from him

Pooh Shiesty：

Ayy Fox 13 we rep that murder gang we don't do no attempts

Hop out on the slammer with this chopper like I'm Shawn Kemp

Drew down on him with his pants down in front of U of M

1017 Shiesty Gang I got them folks like "Who is him"

B***h you try me and get whacked I promise this is not the way

Know she wanna f**k 'cause she keep staring in my Cartier

I think about guns and money sixty times throughout the day

Nobody safe you can't go get s**t to stop these .308s on God

N***as starve theyself the whole time somethin' to eat in they face

Look at that lil' n***a from the Creek his a*s done made a way

I ain't just go put food on the table I passed out the plates

I'm missing Tre ain't nobody have me like my n***a Day

It's time to slide

Walk with a hundred up in the chopper I shot eighty-five

Mix them Percocets with the exotic I'm back energized

Do donuts up in the 'Cat drive it like it got nine lives

You ain't take 'em down with me n***a so is you not my slime

N***as talkin' out they neck but that lil' s**t won't slow me up

Two double cups big congratulations time to pour me up

We rollin' up mixin' different flavors keep my 'Wood stuffed

If you got somethin' dancin' on your wrist it's time to hold it up

Ayy Fox 13 we rep that murder gang we don't do no attempts

Hop out on the slammer with this chopper like I'm Shawn Kemp

Drew down on him with his pants down in front of U of M

1017 Shiesty Gang I got them folks like "Who is him"

B***h you try me and get whacked I promise this is not the way

Know she wanna f**k 'cause she keep staring in my Cartier

I think about guns and money sixty times throughout the day

Nobody safe you can't go get s**t to stop these .308s on God

On Chopper Gang on So Icy G this my squad

Brr brr lay up grass in your yard

N***a 413 Gang ayy

SpiffoMadeIt b***h

1017 on my d**n chain brr