You Can Tell

　　You Can Tell - Rocko&Gucci Mane

　　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

　　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

　　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

　　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

　　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 [?], 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

　　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

　　Rock gold [?], everybody know me

　　I'm cooler now, none of you niggas owe me