John Gotti
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Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti Cold body I don't fear nobody Keep that pole by me So grimey labels won't sign me Cause they know about me Ask my bro about me he gone show you bout me Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti Kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti I spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti We selling baserock indeed I'ma chase gwop At my pace ahk and take this wood to the face ahk He'll catch face shots we eating try to make the plate drop Be humble k dot niggas dying they catching stray shots Just left the way block it stay hot we to the tray block Where niggas spray glocks and they suwu like jay rock And they don't play ahk like the beetle's we every day rock My niggas chase plush rooms and maybachs Whip post I'ma setup shop that's a hundred pounds Mike jones bitches didn't want me bet they want me now Heart broke to get my granny back I take hundred rounds Roc nation got the block pacing bitch we run this town Oh he think he it a mother fuckin clown He don't want no real smoke he off that bobby brown Disrespect my livly hood we sliding bitch it's hockey now Twenty four seven like the clock go round Till we knock you down Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti Cold body I don't fear nobody Keep that pole by me So grimey labels won't sign me Cause they know about me Ask my bro about me he gone show you bout me Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti Kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti I spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti I'm with the Bgs at the tepe I'm high as e t Nigga tried to p me he a weenie Caught a dp I'm eating weeties bitch I'm greedy the block I bleed it I'm money hungry bitch I got to feed it Yo money short conceited Coke seller a pedella on the regular Man I tell you I medal better hit my cellular I stay with it quick to get it off I don't play with it Setup shop beating up the block I'm dock dre with it Check run shit uisan kick shit lu kang Spit the Mack 10 like who bang Burn shit new flame Need a big booty bitch like two chains that come with two brains Bricks all in her blue stang she all through Lane's That's true game we do thangs that You lames can't do maine Crew plain with some new caine dropping off a few thangs Or I'll pull up in that new thang with the blew brains We don't do name's Lace niggas like shoe strings all about the cream that's wu tang bitch Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti Cold body I don't fear nobody Keep that pole by me So grimey labels won't sign me Cause they know about me Ask my bro about me he gone show you bout me Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti Kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti I spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
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