เนื้อเพลง Sh*t Shouldn't Happen - Gucci Mane

First man out of jail man I bought me a b*tch
Me a Keisha, smoking keisha cuz I'm handsome, she pretty
I got her lipstick all over me but stay on my business
Our killers playing hard, making love to a million
Let's make up, our calley on, look down when I'm pissed
Shoat like fory watter, three gang from b*tches
When you may spreagle mean mine, I swear to God I was pimping
When Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trapping
If you ain't sit them cowards to me, did that sh*t wouldn't happen
That sh*t wouldn't happen
That sh*t wouldn't happen
You ain't sit them cowards to me, did that sh*t wouldn't happen
When Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trapping
You ain't sit them cowards to me, did that sh*t wouldn't happen

Rapping really is my passion, I'm really in this trapping
I'm on real screen n*gga and I don't know how it happened
Always going baby Calley
Yeah I was gettin' that pack
I had to set whenever beat that, I don't nee4 no one to bag that
I had to be sheavy with the realest
I lie never plat
We go with the ice and bones and that was nah, nah
Maybe ninety, ninety seven, or just use behind
If you will get straight at n*ggas, you'll die as no friend of mine
Got them your n*ggas with me
I keep the haters with me
I don't make no move, unless I got the haters with me
Man they try come kill me
I feel just like fitty, I got fity up in my club
I wish a n*gga tell me

Shout up the forty watter, malley watter, three different b*tches
When you may sprinkle, you're mine
I swear to God I will trap it

If you ain't sit them cowards to me, did that sh*t wouldn't happen
That sh*t wouldn't happen
That sh*t wouldn't happen
When Jesus first made me, man I swear to God I was trapping
If you ain't sit them cowards to me, did that sh*t wouldn't happen