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Classical (Intro)
50,439
Hip-Hop/Rap
Classical (Intro) fue lanzado el 8 de diciembre de 2009 por Asylum/Warner Records como parte del álbum The State vs. Radric Davis
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Fecha de lanzamiento8 de diciembre de 2009
Sello discográficoAsylum/Warner Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM63

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Voces
Genae Franklin
Genae Franklin
Voces de fondo
Leontyne Thompson
Leontyne Thompson
Voces de fondo
Ryan Johnson
Ryan Johnson
Voces de fondo
Shana-Gay Jones
Shana-Gay Jones
Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Christopher Gholson
Christopher Gholson
Autoría
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Producción ejecutiva
Brian Pedersen
Brian Pedersen
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Tripp Tiller
Tripp Tiller
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Warren Bletcher
Warren Bletcher
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Ingeniería de mezcla
Drumma Boy
Drumma Boy
Producción
Chris Carmouche
Chris Carmouche
Ingeniería de grabación
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Moka Carmouche
Moka Carmouche
Ingeniería de grabación
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
Gucci, G-hoo-hoo-chi
Gucci, Gucci
Nothings gonna stop my reign
Nothings gonna stop my reign
[Verse 2]
Go, hurdle my opponents  run through problems
Stoppable I jump over obstacles
Stop my grind like stop sunshine
So improbable probably mission impossible
I said it two times ****, ****, stop lying
Bullshit you sellin' now I'm just not buying
Flow so nice but the kid's not kind
Swear it's sicker than a new flu they got called swine
Standing on point like a unicorn strapped with a uni-bomb
Every days a workday but don't wear uniform
Gucci Mande a dapper don
Trouble like a capricorn
Trapper month goin' on a money makin' marathon
You a joker, I be robin
And the riddle is the Batman's throne
Try not to fuck my money up and rap career like Pacman Jones
Thumb print me
Finger print me
But we can agree to disagree
I'm from East Atlanta 6 where the boys dump bricks
But we don't bump the blueprint 3
Wanna box me just like Max B
But you can't fuck me like Raz-B
Like Ali I'ma float like a butterfly, sting like a bee 'cause its big Gucci
Gucci
[Verse 3]
Gucci, G-hoo-hoo-chi
Gucci, Gucci
Nothings gonna stop my reign
Nothings gonna stop my reign
[Verse 4]
Streets derailed me, but god didn't fail me
Opportunity knocked but it just e-mailed me
D.A. nailed me, watch them jail me
Take it like a champ while the whole world mail me
Young don't like me, Jay outsells me
Nothing in the world Kanye couldn't tell me
You can beat anyone but Gucci
Job so hard I can hardly do it
'Cause whatever that I heard use to led that movement
Bet if you had the chance to you'd mute me
Convicted felon my left wrist yelling
My stash here you go and my bones are swellin'
Crazy so I need Prozac really
My home kept skep'n  my folks so eerie
So hard workin' that my bones feel weary
Fall in the club then the hoes start cheerin'
So hear me, hear me, I know y'all hear me
I don't like life to much not really
High like Britney, stoned like Jimmy
Got a second chance like Vick in Philly
This ain't snap music, this is trap music
New boys in cali yeah they got a jerk movement
Brick squad **** we rep the block
Gucci Mane I work forks and pots
[Verse 5]
Gucci, G-hoo-hoo-chi
Gucci, Gucci
Nothings gonna stop my reign
Nothings gonna stop my reign
[Verse 6]
Gucci, G-hoo-hoo-chi
Gucci, Gucci
Nothings gonna stop my reign
Nothings gonna stop my reign
Written by: Christopher Gholson, Radric Delantic Davis
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