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Zone 6
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Zone 6 was released on October 11, 2006 by RBC Records as a part of the album Chicken Talk
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
No credit, no checks, street **** want cash
When your shoppin' with your folks, bring your whole damn stash
Got two-thousand pounds, but I know it won't last
'Cause it's road runner weed and it's bumpin' so fast
Street ****, trap ****, real ****, I'm shawty
Money long, look like a chopper, yours like a Glock 40
Got that street money, dog, yeah, I hide my money
Got no wrinkled big faces, gotta iron my money
Want a bird and a half, country boy, that's thirty
Put yo money in the cleaners 'cause I know that shit dirty
I got brick fair, ****, I can buy a whole thang
If this rap shit stop, then I'm sellin' cocaine
Got a Mexican connect so you know I'm hood rich
He be talkin', I be hearin', but don't understand shit
Street **** Entertainment, a Rubberband clique
'Bout to put the whole nation on this East Atlanta shit
[Chorus]
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
5 Fingers Wit the Fuck You **** Zone 6
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6, huh
[Verse 2]
You can meet me in the 6, but I ain't Young Joc
Got a party pack of pills case these hoes wanna pop
7:30 in the morning, I'm cookin' up 'caine
Spent a hunnid-fifty grand on my goddamn chain
Now my trap call me, want twenty more P's
It's a stack for a pound so that's twenty more G's
Cooked the dope so good that my nickname "Whip"
Got a truck comin' in, but I want a whole ship
You can buy a chicken wing, I can buy a whole hen
You can buy a whole thang, lemme front your ass ten
Got a Mexican connect so you know I'm hood rich
He be talkin', I be hearin', but don't understand shit
I got brick fair, dog, I can buy a whole thang
If this rap shit stop, then I'm sellin' cocaine
Got a tall **** with me, but he really can't hoop
But they call 'em Kobe Bryant 'cause they know he gon' shoot
[Chorus]
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6, huh
[Verse 3]
I got them bank teller hands, all I do is count cash
Got that Karl Lewis weed, man, it's movin' so fast
You got snappin' turtle money, man, your trap too slow
I got Chia pet money, man, my money gon' grow
Got that Tony Tiger kush, man, pimp, it smoke great
Got that creatine cash, man, I'm puttin' on weight
Got that bullfrog yay', man, I know it's gon' jump
Got a real trap house and I know it's gon' bump
Got a dope boy vet and it's dope boy fresh
Got a pussy paint job 'cause the paint so wet
Got the rollercoaster pills so your ass gon' roll
With some cannibal ass bitches, love eatin' other hoes
I got them dark shades on, so you know I can't see
Got them thrift store numbers, man, my prices so cheap
Got the yellow Range Rover with the Big Bird seats
With the yellow diamonds and the Big Bird feet
[Chorus]
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6
I'm a East Atlanta ****, you a East Atlanta bitch
Five fingers with the fuck you, ****, Zone 6, huh
Written by: Radric Delantic Davis
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