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fallin off
Yo Gotti, hell naw I ain't petty
So I wanna welcome my haters ta my 100 grand Chevy

(Chorus 2x)
Chevy ridin high boy (Mon E. G.)
My Chevy stay
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
a fucking drive-by 

Riggety rolled on them slow in the Cadillac 

Silkk behind the wheel, me and King in the pack 

Master P in the passenger seat getting
[Talking: Yo Gotti]
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...Survivor
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...I'm a young nigga, money and power
I'm a North Memphis
And we can get it on
Close your eyes shawty gone make a wish you neva met a nigga like this
And we can get it
I know yo pain
All the shit you
of them things
Gucci yo gotti the king
Soulja done did it again
This team be 82gs that be worth 82 keys

[Chorus]

[Yo Gotti]
Money ain't the option
Irv Gotti
Game back on his shit, I'm enemies with everybody
Game cook crack, transform to Yayo
The new Suge Knight nigga, minus the K, yo!
I keep
[Intro: Big Moe]
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side
there?)
Yo, hey yo

[Chorus 2X: Sheek and Redman]
Get up, stand up - throw your hands up
All my thug niggaz throw your motherfuckin hands up
Get up, stand
Gotti, Gotti was
With Trip and two other grimees, The Twinz
Let me begin then explain
I'm at this bitch crib and I think she got me framed
Stuck
and a MC scooped me up
Aiiyo, I got the ? I usually does
Young Gotti in the back seat fucked up cous'
Man it's ashame how my gang-gang-bang
No disrespect
and a MC scooped me up
Aiiyo, I got the ? I usually does
Young Gotti in the back seat fucked up cous'
Man it's ashame how my gang-gang-bang
No disrespect
you?
M: Yo man, two G’s
All: What? Word?
M: Word up man
G: Gotta play kid
M: You know it
P: All I got is a little Benz, man, I don’t know
M:
I usually does
Young Gotti in the back seat fucked up cous'

Man it's ashame how my gang, gang bang
No disrespect but, hey, we want thangs
In
from, ATL
Put tha SWATS SWATS on yo' car
Let's travel far, tha southern star shines

Verse Two: Dre

Everybody wanna get signed, but (here to tell
back seat
Haha, y'all think I'm mean
Runnin round talking bout the shit that you be talking bout
How you the drug game sold up and locked down
John Gotti
[chorus]
Yo mamma yo daddy yo greasy greasy grand mammy
Man they gettin wild as fuck era body gettin crunk [x2]

Gimme room gimme room quit
My nigga Buck 3000 over here, you know, 
My nigga Gotti, the Princess, Momma, what's up baby? ha ha, 
Brooklyn son, what up what up? 
My nigga
tryin' to slave the babies

Hey yo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in
Brooklyn
All this while he let the fiends cook it
The base
through every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we ought a cruise right by the state troopers

When I'm
[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
how much you want
How much can you flaunt (Tell em' bitch)
One scoop or two (Yeah)
Sweet, sweet love
When your rolling down the street (Errr!)