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a fck
if you don't like me
yo btch on my dck
that's why you wanna fight me?
you hear my rap song
you should recite me
I do this for the haterz
like
my own consultant
Married to the money, f-ck the world, that's adultery
You full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk

Young Money
we can't be touched 
So why'all motherfuckahs better ante up
Cause everything we drop, is platinum plus (yo, whattup!!)
Show me, You're an O.G.
we can't be touched 
So why'all motherfuckahs better ante up
Cause everything we drop, is platinum plus (yo, whattup!!)
Show me, You're an O.G.
you out your motherfucking mind
You could see the shit I'm doing, if you was blind
Straight up, I'm just trying to get mine

[Yo Gotti]
What am I to do
win
So we still ball
We still hood so f*ck the law
I got nuts and I got loot
If you can't see the king in a nigga like me undoubtedly

[Chorus]
the city late nite can't sleep 
got me thinkin' f*ck you pay me 
you got the money you can beat the case like Casey 
just like Brenda, Casey had a bay bee
there stranded
I think you stand under me if you don't understand me
Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy
But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't
While the clock keeps handing yo hours
But pucker up because the truth gets sour
More sour than the sour diesel I devour
Hear me by the hour, I give ya
Only if a nigga knew like (yo)
It's amazin' what 365 days can do for you
This time last year niggas was like
Talkin' 'bout cuttin' budgets
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
man;
 now tell me what the fuck is goin on here"
Come on motherfuckers, come on
"Looks like the competition stopped by
to pay us a little visit,
man;
 now tell me what the fuck is goin on here"
Come on motherfuckers, come on
"Looks like the competition stopped by
to pay us a little visit,
the door to meet a fiend by the store
And I heard 'so you off touring?'
I turn and seen his whore that I used to fiend for that aint never let me score
they put us in the cage
Rule' and Gotti america's most wanted to many..
Come and get me!!! (Pretty soon ya gonna pay)
better play dat shit you owe me twenty baby better pay
Dat shit got twenty bag son better blaze dat shit they said I wasn't seeing
Twenty but I made dat
baby
My sixteens, it's me, you know what I mean
Headin' to the airport, my flow flyin' in from Queens
Accompanied by my bitch, flyin' in with
Tell It you too nice
All you want to do is lick her pussy and hit her bare
She want to fuck with a nigga that don't really care
Yo gotti hit the bitch
want more (more)
Bitch now give me more
Give me chocolate chunk bitch, I bitch I kill you more
They pay, that pay that five
Now bitch I want some more
like he just wrote it
You loud mouth, pray to God, hopin no one's listenin
See 50 comin for me, Oh my God my, my position
No one pays attention
Yo, I block the bronze, the Kid Golden Arms
I tear by shorty, with the Iron Palm of Dragon Breath
Burn through your body, you see about
A head Gotti
envy
Hate to see me but got the nerve to wanna be me
I bleach blonde em, you can't see like Ste-vie
I'm on TV, Vidbox and all that
Still in
to fly)
Let her give you head and shit
When you done give her back I got some breads to get
That's yo' bitch, but my hoe, you owe me dough
I P-I-M-P,
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F*ck your mix tape I don't wanna feature
Couldn't give a shit about your album either
I don't wanna hear you come out the speaker, No…
You
to side
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side to side

[Big Moe]
Everybody clap yo' hands, and sing along wit me
It's Big Moe, the barre baby,