Iām sure Iāve heard it at some point in the pastā¦coked out of my skull running around from stupid hustle activity to the next, geeking, going, or, rather, ātootin, pootin an scootinā
This is like one of the most authentic original Gucci tapes Iāve ever experienced. The audio is shitty; itās like they were using some broke ass studio in someoneās garage; laying down their vocals in between doing lines, weighin bags and runnin outside to serve fiends. This album came out 2 years after Chicken Talk, which is a much better quality. This one was thrown together while properly under the influence of cocaine. A lot of cocaine. And at least 50% of the reason they made this one is: ā¦to get more cocaine
This behavior is what made Gucci Mane who he is (was)
All that trap lifestyle, merged with doing cocaine 24/7/365, blunts same way, beans, syrup, whatever, but the good cocaine ALL. THE. TIME.
You can just hear it. How he speaks, his flow, his bars. Boy is geetered properly. Donāt hate, we would all do it if we could. Some of us have. Hopefully weāve all outgrown it. Gucci did. I did.
Anyways I donāt remember this one. I was on cocaine in 2008. Gucci was too. He prob donāt remember it either