Letra de Shook Them Haters Off (Big Cat Diss) - Gucci Mane

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I don't care about your tattoos nigga

Got another nigga name tatto'd on you like you was a bitch

I can't do that nigga (I can't do that dog)

I'm too real, I fuck with realest niggas

How you gon get another nigga tattoo'd on your arm nigga?

What you Lil Wayne nigga? nigga ain't even got no car

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I'm the type of guy, hit the studio smoking dro

And you the type of guy, in the O with none to smoke

Now I'm the type of guy, hit the club and I make it rain

And you the type of guy like, Cat buy me a chain

I'm the type of guy, hit park and drop my top

And you the type a guy, baby mamma at the bus stop

Now I'm the type a guy, swing on you soon as I see you

You got on them Dickies, I got on them Evisu's

I'm the type of guy, keep money cause I be hustling

Your the type of guy, I use to pay to tow my luggage

And you the type of guy, hit the mall but window shopping

Gucci can I be your hype man? hell nah you garbage

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

You the type of bitch. old as hell still trying to rap

And I'm the type of nigga, young as hell and I run the trap

Now your the type of freak, say lick your Georgia peach

You married to a lame, and that lame don't won't no beef

Now he the type of nigga that an old lame ass bitch would want

Ain't never drank no beer, ain't never rolled no blunt

Now she the type a girl, ain't got no ass on her back

No Kirk ain't got no money I heard she fucking cat

Now Jace the kinda guy go both ways think I don't know

I heard he fucking Kirk in ass on the D-Lo

Now Jace the kinda guy tell you, you gon make millions

But he's a pedophile, on the low he fucking children

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

Now you the type of guy, put a soldier rag on your stuff

But let a nigga black your eye, nigga at yo prom

Now you the type of guy rap about it but you don't live it

And I'm the type of guy catching charges bout to go to prison

You the type of guy in a five year old jersey

You say you got Grown Money but your ones so dirty

Now your the type I look at like my lil sister

A nigga black your eye and you, you had a pistol

You're the type guy always screamin' bout pimping

You claim you from Bankhead, but really yo ass from Griffin

You the type of guy who never gon be shit

Ain't never gave you three dollars, I know you'd suck Cat dick

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

I shook dem haters off, I shook dem haters off

Yeah, Gucci Mane in the building man

I just murked the track dog

You feel me, blood in blood out we in the building dog

Zone 6 la flare entertainment

So Icey Entertainment dog

We ain't letting shit slide dog

I knew 'em I was screamin' everything dog

Right now I got a Vette dog

I told em I don't even want a spare tire ' 'cause I ain't sparing anybody

Nah mean? don't give me no radio cause I ain't played on the radio

You feel me and on the real talk dog

Let me talk about these niggas real quick dog

These nigga shoes dirty as fuck dog

These niggas talk about they got pistols can't even buy bullets

These niggas, I'm give you scenario fact

It's like this, fact, I'm at the club, I'm performing

You wanna beef with me? the difference is, it's like I wanna beef with him but

Can you get Gucci Mane to get us through the door to beef with him

Cause we ain't got no money to get in

I mean I got like, 30 dollars, and Snead got no money

And I got 30 dollars cause I robbed sneaker man for 2 pair of air force ones

You bitch ass nigga, you's a broke nigga. with 100 dollar lick hitting ass nigga

If you wanna step up to the plate nigga and get you some real beef and beef with a real nigga

Nigga I'm in East Atlanta nigga, Moreland Avenue all day every day nigga

Riding around nigga, you'll see me in that yellow Vette, that candy red 74 Oldsmobile on 6s

Nigga my rims cost more than your whole life nigga, no money getting ass nigga

Nigga ain't never did a show, nigga ain't never got paid for a feature

Nigga you not really a rapper nigga, you like a nigga making demos nigga

You had one mixtape nigga that shit ain't did shit nigga

Nigga you not known nobody knows you dog

And guess what I'll call everybody name out except yours

Nobody will never know you dog I swear

Black who? oh you mean who? I'm gone dog, You better beef with them other niggas

Cause I'm not a sucka dog, I'll ruin your motherfucking grill, you bitch

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