| Huh |
| East Atlanta Santa |
| It’s Guwop |
| Ziggy |
| Wanna do this for all the street niggas |
| Yeah, Christmas came early |
| So Icy winter |
| They didn’t hear a gunshot, they just saw him on the ground |
| Chopper with the silencer, that bitch don’t make a sound |
| Some niggas tried to bully me but I don’t fuck around |
| I’m Gucci Mane, the gravedigger, I put 'em in the ground |
| I’m East Atlanta Santa when the bales touch down |
| All these ho ho hoes know the player’s in town |
| Wrapping up a brick like I’m wrapping up a present |
| Ain’t thinking 'bout the past 'cause I’m focused on the present |
| White girl in and I call it Taylor Swift |
| People say I’m blessed man, they say I got a gift |
| if you love me take a trip |
| Better not hold your breath if you waiting on me to slip |
| sleigh, I can fly to |
| 'Cause my right hand man, he supply the whole slums |
| Caught a F in the cookie jar, cut off his right thumb |
| Speaking on a cartel, we’ll cut off your damn tongue |
| It’s a street nigga Christmas, a street nigga Christmas |
| For street niggas just like me |
| It’s a street nigga Christmas, a street nigga Christmas |
| The kids need new J’s on they feet |
| It’s a street nigga Christmas, a street nigga Christmas |
| For street niggas just like me |
| It’s a street nigga Christmas, a street nigga Christmas |
| Ain’t no love, ain’t no rules in the streets |
| It ain’t all good, probably never been good |
| Gucci Mane hood and he’ll always be hood |
| I remember ridin' 'round four deep Glenwood |
| Bouldercrest Road, man, you know how that go |
| Nigga wipe your nose shows |
| Gotta keep your head on a swivel 'round here |
| Gotta keep your hand on your pistol 'round here |
| Never think shit get sweet 'round Christmas |
| Niggas 'round here gettin' geeked 'round Christmas |
| Robbers 'round here don’t sleep 'round Christmas |
| Niggas 'round me damn near shoot missiles |
| I know a nigga lost his life 'round Christmas |
| Play around cut throat on the dice 'round Christmas |
| You gotta keep the fire, rock your ice 'round Christmas |
| These checkers 'round here kidnap your wife 'round Christmas |
| It’s a street nigga Christmas, a street nigga Christmas |
| For street niggas just like me |
| It’s a street nigga Christmas, a street nigga Christmas |
| The kids need new J’s on they feet |
| It’s a street nigga Christmas, a street nigga Christmas |
| For street niggas just like me |
| It’s a street nigga Christmas, a street nigga Christmas |
| Ain’t no love, ain’t no rules in the streets |