Artist: Gucci Mane f/ Wooh Da Kid Album: The Return of Mr. Zone 6 Song: Shout Out to My Set Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] RRRR... RRRR {*car engine starts*} RRRR... {*several gun shots fired*} Brrr, brrr! [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Shout out to my set, shout out to my set (Brick Squad) Shout out my connect, shout out my connect (Gucci) Shout out to my check, shout out to my check (Squad) Shout out my wrist and neck (brrr, brrr) Shout out my wrist and neck (brr-brr!!) I'm a man of respect, man of respect (Brick Squad) And I'm a nigga, with-a, check, nigga, with-a, check I'm a man of respect, man of respect (Brick Squad) And I'm a nigga, with-a, check, nigga, with-a, check Hahhh! [Wooh Da Kid] Shout out to your main bitch, shout out to her neck It's cold outside, I ain't got time to play So please, don't get wet It's just me, and my young boy, at your front do' with that Tec Ain't shit for free, that's it for mre I demand a check Shout out to my weed men, I call them the Geek Squad I smoke too much, I just lost my thoughts I'm feelin like a retard Got two bad freaks, plus me, ridin in that two seater They face to face, I'm by myself But they huggin like a wifebeater Shout outs to my O.G., for him I'm puttin in work (brrrap) Shout out to them real killers That's puttin in that twerk Wooh Da king of real niggaz, shout out to my set Shout out to my jeweler for my wrist and neck [Chorus] [Gucci Mane] Shout out to my accountant, my attorneys and my manager And shout out them 26's that's sittin up under my Challenger I'm professional, you're an amateur You're an artist, I'm an animal I eat rappers, I'm Hannibal Not a cannibal, I'm a carnivore I'm a dinosaur, you're a herbivore I use verbs and words you ain't heard before Fake trapper ain't never sold bird before Probably never even used dirty words before But not me, cain't stop me Ain't no hood nigga gon' stop me I'm focused, just watch me I send a shout out to my posse (Squad) I send a shout out to my AR, my Tec-9, and my AK I don't play, not nowaday, not nowaway, I'm Gucci Salute me, or shoot me, make yo' next move yo' best move Every move around me is a chess move Real goons don't aim for the chest fool It's Gucci [Chorus]