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on yo' car
Let's travel far, tha southern star shines
Power, power, I come gimme some
The deadly voice over drums, we from, ATL
Put tha SWATS SWATS
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
[Verse One: Big Boi]
Under-cover, over da hills and through tha woods I go
Like green lights, a southern n**** that's comin fo' yo' throat
But not no
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
Yo nahmsayin?
Yeah she'll take you out too kid
Take this shit out

A rainy day laid up thinkin' sittin' gettin' bent
Watchin' old seventy
right n****, keep your game tight
Play right play by the rules and you'll get paid f*** the fools
We up out of this b**** here

Biatch!
motherfuckin' bitches
You need some motherfuckin' money
Get your mind right nigga, keep your game tight
Play right play by the rules and you'll get paid fuck
these Ray Bans, why?
Touched them keys with both hands?
If I die, remember me like Don Killuminati
Bury me on the left, right next to John Gotti
Play
Play nothin' but that Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, took shit from nobody

I got a bad bitch from Vogue
Told her strike a pose
Step
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day
Rollin' in my four with sixteen switches
And got
Bridge
We won awards and served them by the millions
The more more years go by, the more we be killin' 'em
They said it's just a fad, it will never last
to December
I don't need a band to get behind and stand
"yo pooh" ,what

Rock the beat with you hand(scratch)

Pooh plays drums (scratch freestyle)

Ko rock
near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By the waist
success
To be loved, to be loved
Oh what a feelin' hundred rounds in tha drum
Niggas gettin' wacked no sympathy for the soft
Niggas snitchin' I know
it'll take em years to bite it
Which the greatest fears I don't write it it just appears outta no where like da
Information contain by the phycic like it
asses, passed this bitch with glasses
Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock
I'ma tell him it can happen, don't play me with that rap shit
asses, passed this bitch with glasses
Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock
I'ma tell him it can happen, don't play me with that rap shit
three the hard one
Never stigmatize as a rapper or I'll slap ya
You're stung from my tongue as you run from the drum
(Diggy drum) Three the hard way,
Yo introducing the improvement of a natural act
You hear this beat drop and watch it move the front to the back
And it's actually time to react
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo

It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for a big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
to rumble well get up shit
If you buck you get fucked by that nigga named Chuckwick
Aw shit my nigga Ganksta Nip in the motherfuckin' house
Yo Nip say
garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you know he dead
Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game
Naw better yet a veteran a hall
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again D-J Mannie
Fre' fresh err fresh, fre'
Young Gotti, I don't play no games
Feelin' Beyonce about to make her _Say My Name_
I'm your radio baby in stereo baby
G-dubulous fast Gotti to drive
Yo Shock man people be comin up to me sayin
"Yo man, what's up with the Underground, man?
 You guys old school, new school, R&B or hip-hop?"
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