Rocko feat. Gucci Mane You Can Tell Lyrics

Gift of Gab 2 Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Prepared
  • 2 Feels Guud
  • 3 U.O.E.N.O.
  • 4 Imagine Dat
  • 5 ShiiKno
  • 6 Slow Down
  • 7 One Two
  • 8 Da Streets
  • 9 Stoooopid
  • 10 Plenty
  • 11 Y
  • 12 YU and I
  • 13 Understand
  • 14 Luv4 Life
  • 15 Count On
  • 16 Probably
  • 17 You Can Tell
  • (Hook: Rocko)
    You can tell I’m a hustler
    You can tell I got my muscles
    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

    (Verse 1: Rocko)
    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 him
    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, ey, free my brother, brother
    You can tell them major labels don’t give a fuck about no album
    Never have, never will, still gone be a millionaire

    (Hook: Rocko)
    You can tell I’m a hustler
    You can tell I got my muscles
    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

    (Verse 2: Gucci Mane)
    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 sex man, I hide money in the roof
    Got more babies in the house than an old lady in a shoe
    All my goons smoke caprons, and my car don’t come ’till June
    I might buy out the show just to pave the bitch more room

    (Hook: Rocko)
    You can tell I’m a hustler
    You can tell I got my muscles
    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

    (Verse 3: Rocko)
    Rock gold cheek, 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, whips be newer
    By my aura, can tell I’m a hustler
    On my vowels, 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 tax
    Buy my bitches, I no longer fuck with dimes
    I don’t fuck around, she no quarter, she ain’t mine

    (Hook: Rocko)
    You can tell I’m a hustler
    You can tell I got my muscles
    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

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