ROCKO - U Can Tell feat. Gucci Mane

rate me


You can tell I’m a hustler, get money nigga

You can tell I got my muscle up

You can tell, it ain’t hard to see, to see

You can tell, you can tell

You can tell, you can tell

You can tell

You can tell, I grind, I grind

You can tell by the way a nigga shine, I shine

You can tell, it ain’t hard to tell

You can tell, you can tell

You can tell, you can tell

I quit that shit I went legit, they hate that shit, I be like fuck em

They don’t like me anyway, I say the same fuck em

The critics say too street, so they overlook the pimp

Give a damn no, the promoters overbook a pimp

Plain campaign, streets vote for him

You can tell them bitches love him, they bust it all for

I’m a Don for real, the real niggas fuck with him

You can tell a hater mad, but you know they stomp with him

Super cool, young nigga, born and raised in the gutter

Grew up selling butter, free my brother, brother

You can tell them major labels don’t give a fuck about no album

Never have, never will, still gonn be a millionaire


I got a house on the hills, but a room at the twelve

You can tell she with Gucci, she got diamonds on her nails

crack a seal, pop a pill, now I’m moving like a snail

I can tell you a player, drop a whale on the scale

East Atlanta on the map, shipping money in the mail

They call me Gucci Mane the player, but my shoes are Chanel

If I lose then I snooze, Gucci broke, bitch, April’s fools

Is it the booze, or the jewels or the coupe on 22′s

In the bed, in the safe man, I hide money in the roof

Got more babies in the house than an old lady in a shoe

All my goons smoke ... and my car don’t come ’till June

I might buy out the show just to pave the bitch more room


Rock gold chain everybody know me

I’m cooler now, none of you niggas owe me

I’m a trooper, I keep that Ruger

Mug on my face, you can tell I’ll do ya

On par my work be plural

Ice be clearer, our whips be newer

By my aura, can tell I’m a hustler

On my wars up, I’ve never been a sucker

I’m a boss, you can tell by all this cash

Everything new, you can tell by all this tags

Buy my bitches, I no longer fuck with dimes

I don’t fuck with rimes, she no quarter, she ain’t mine


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