“Gucci Gang Remix”

Aquesta setmana en la secció de recomanacions us portem un remix de la famosa cançó de “Gucci Gang” amb la col·laboració de 7 artistes:  Lil Pump Feat. Bad Bunny, Ozuna, J Balvin, 21 Savage, Gucci Mane & French Montana.

Lletra:

21, Gucci gang (Lil Pump)
Savage wear a whole lot of Gucci, mane (Montana)
Savage got a whole lot of shooters, mane (brr)
Savage got shooters on the roof, mane (Gucci gang)
Savage got shooters in the booth, mane
That’s it right there, Gnealz
This nigga talkin’ crazy ’bout who, mane?
Shot a pussy nigga in his tooth, mane
(Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang)
Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat
*Lil Pump, Guwop*

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (yuh)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (ooh)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name (brr, yuh)
I can’t buy a bitch no wedding ring (ooh)
Rather go and buy Balmains (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can’t buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
(Lil Pump)
Call me El Gato Guwop or Mustafa the 3rd
Back in the day they was callin’ me Ray
Run with the yay, drum on the K
Fuck with Lil Pump, you get shot in the face

Gucci the gang so we watchin’ the snakes (Gucci)
Made me eight mil’ so I bought her a Wraith (mwah)
Two shows in a day, brick on the plate
L.A. to the A then it’s back to the Bay
Gucci gang, eskimo, froze like the North Pole (brr)
Jumpin’ out the whip just to pose in my Gucci robe (Wop)
Woke up in the picture, Bam Bam Bigelow
Gucci Mane a jiggalo, diamonds in my Figaro
Oh you know what, bro? I ain’t even know
Walkin’ out the Gucci store, ’bout to spend a hundred so
Lil’ bitty bitch, with a big booty though
She a dancer but a grade A student though
Pump went to Harvard, well fuck it, I’m goin’ to Yale (Wop)
Free Meek Mill, free all my niggas in jail (jail)
Gucci to death, I’m really a gang by myself (Gucci gang)
Feelin’ myself, tuck in my shirt, show off my belt (it’s Gucci)

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can’t buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
[Verse 2: Bad Bunny]
Serpiente’ de cascabele’
Cabrón, no hay nivele’
Gucci, Gucci, tú me has visto en la tele, ah
Ya no son seta’, son L, ah
Con este phillie ya van dos (dos)
Me tiran to’ los bandos (prr)
Y yo con putas chingando, ya me siento en Bang Bros (¡uh!)
Yeah, están pa’ los tiempo’ y latarle lo’ Dickies (Dickies)
Tu jeva llama pa’ Krippy (Krippy)
Bellaca me pide un Whisky (Whisky, Whisky)
Yeah, el sushi se come con palo’ Supreme (no)
A la cama le agotamo’ el spring (huh)
No sea’ chota, no me tires screenshots (¡no!)
Capsuleando en el tapón (¡heh!)
Gucci gang y a vece’ Louis Vuitton
Ando en las Mercedes por si quieres pon
Siempre flow Biggie con el bastón
Dímelo, Lil Pump (yeah)
La cartera con la’ avispa’ (prr)
La Uzi que bota chispa, brr
Y otro se fue de la lista
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, yeah
Tengo una nota cabrona, yeah
Dios proteja mis neuronas, ah
Chingando por Barcelona, wuh
Blanquita pero culona
El bicho me lo lesiona (hah)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, uh

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can’t buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Gucci gang, Louis gang, Fendi gang
Savage wear a whole lot of mothafuckin’ anything
Fuck a wedding ring, side bitch, main bitch
Your bitch, his bitch, Savage fuckin’ everything
Got a snake on my collar, I ain’t rockin’ no diamonds
Y’all lil’ niggas poppin’, that’s chump change
Got an FN and a Draco
But I still fucked around and hit him with the lil’ pump, mane
I Saint Laurent my garments, lil’ bitch, pardon me
You still stay with your mama, lil’ bitch, pardon me
I run through the money like it grow on trees
You can’t afford new hair, you like to hold on weave
Double cup red, huh, just to match my ‘Rari, huh
I don’t even drive it, spent a quarter just to park it
Gucci on my daughter, and she still a toddler
She can barely talk but she know that her dad a baller

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can’t buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

[Verse 4: J Balvin]
Desde Medellín a Milano (Milano)
Botella ‘e champagne en mi mano (en mi mano)
A veces hasta perdiendo gano
Si yo estoy ahí, tú estás segundo plano (plano, plano)
No juego fútbol (wuh)
Pero llego a Madrid y me recibe Cristiano (Cristiano)
Fui el artista de Obama este año y eso que en verdad no soy ni americano (wuh)
Del Maybach pal’ avión se siente cabrón
Cobrar pa’ mí ya es diversión (ching)
Gucci el pantalón
Y si quiere’ un auspicio háblame de un millón (millo’)
Dinero como un talibán (ah)
Yo no sé a qué banco es que ustedes van (ping)
Quieren comprar pero no les da
Si no tienes todo Gucci no eres Gucci gang (gang)
Tantas modelo’ que ya parezco una revista (yeh)
Tú dándole like y yo que estaba bloqueándola del Insta (‘tá bloquea’, wuh, wuh)
Solamente sé realista (‘tamo’ claro’)
Tú no eres Gucci gang aunque de Gucci te vista’ (hahaha)

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can’t buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

[Verse 5: French Montana]
(Haaan, Montana!)
Got a lil’ pump under the Gucci, mane (ayy)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (ayy) (Gucci gang)
Was yellin’ “Ha” way before Juvi’, mane (ayy, ayy)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (ayy, ayy)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Kufi gang, diamonds all blue like Hoover gang
Nipsey, Snoop and them
Gucci gang, boomerang, made the block hot
Came through, went popped down south of Gucci Mane
French had the franchise
With a Franchize Boyz white tee, you ain’t like me (haaan)
Nah, you ain’t like me
You ride the wave, you ain’t like me
Cop some chains, you ain’t like me
Made a hook, you ain’t like me
Bills ain’t bills, a nigga like me
Before the Gucci gang was the Gucci Mane (Mane)
Couldn’t see my life through a Gucci frame (frame)
Seven pills, Act’ in my system (huh)
They gave Max life in the system (huh)
Servin’ raw like sushi gang (huh)
Throw you off a Wyclef like Fugee gang (woo)

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (huh?)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (brr)
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name, yuh (yuh, yuh)
I can’t buy no bitch no wedding ring, ooh (nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

[Chorus: Ozuna]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
La corta la guardo en el M6
Te la pongo en la cara como Scarface
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Yo nunca le bajo, pa’ ustedes no hay break
Y con el AK te hacemo’ el fade

[Verse 6: Ozuna]
Hoy se viste ‘e Gucci toa’ la banda
Y hay un par de loco’ que hay que darle una parranda
Yo los dejo, dicen que ello’ mandan
Pero me ven de frente y se me ablandan, porque
Tú puede’ frontear lo que tú quiera’
Hasta los panas míos visten Gucci y hay aentro’ ‘e la nevera
Veinte pa’ lo’ dos por la escalera
Tú le’ preguntaste y te dijeron “Ozuna en la disquera”
Gucci gang, los míos es pa’ alante, nunca se van
Dos cincuenta el Richard Mille, la cubana en diaman’
Que me vieron las babies y se mojan’
Yo les canto bonito y se quedan descelegán’
Tú lo sabe’ que

[Chorus: Ozuna]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, eh
La corta la guardo en el M6
Te la pongo en la cara como Scarface
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Yo nunca le bajo, pa’ ustedes no hay break
Y con el AK te hacemo’ el fade

[Chorus: Remy Ma]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a Cuban (yeah)
My nigga trap move cocaine (brr)
Since he met me, he forgot her name (yeah)
You a side chick, no weddin’ ring (uh)
Got a $10,000 pair of Yves Saints
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang

[Verse 7: Remy Ma]
Gucci gang (yah), Pucci posse (yah)
Louis league (yah), Fendi fam
Hit the red carpet in a pink fur
Why? Just so I could Killa Cam
D Squared squad, Moschino mob
This fashion, skin caramel
Girl, I got so many boy bags, I’m kingpin
Chanel Cartel, yeah, yeah
You don’t want smoke, no cigarettes (cigarettes)
I’m a pretty bitch from the projects (yeah)
He ain’t pop pills since we met (fuck ’em)
Told him in my bra I got a Percocet (yeah)
All these hoes screamin’ they the best yet (what?)
None of them ain’t touch Rem’ yet (nope)
Had your man open with a sex text (true)
Tax time only time you cash checks (yeah)

[Chorus: Remy Ma]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a Cuban (yeah)
My nigga trap move cocaine (brr)
Since he met me, he forgot her name (yeah)
You a side chick, no weddin’ ring (uh)
Got a $10,000 pair of Yves Saints
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang

Cristian Urquieta i Sergi Borrego

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