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[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
of terror, the era of the Evil Side
Lay fools out in rhymes like drive-by's
Come, come, test this, let's just
See yo' face taste ??? then just this
No
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
Heights in jail I had niggas washin' my Nike's
Now I'm squashin' the mic, extortionist type
Harsh with a knife
I'm flossin' yo' ice on some Bronx shit
I'm flossin yo' ice on some Bronx s*** tonight

[Chorus]

[Big Punisher]
Cannibalism is livin in my metabolism
Givin em spasms and aneurisms
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from 
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt 
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
' in the house
Flossin' in the house
Flossin' in the house
Flo-flo-flo

Diamond chains don't mean a thing
You by my side is all I need
I'm flossy
Yeah
No talkin', no fussin', no flossin', we shootin' to kill
Ya momma, ya daddy, ya aunts and ya uncle and children
Boyz N Da Hood in the cutty, keep
No talkin', no fussin', no flossin', we shootin' to kill
Ya momma, ya daddy, ya aunts and ya uncle and children
Boyz N Da Hood in the cutty, keep
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
gon' hit yo' ass up. 
You know where we comin' from 
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt 
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
[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
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
a nigga back like that
Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that nigga got beef
(OK girl) Yo, what I did was wack
But don't get
[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
gon' hit yo' ass up. 
You know where we comin' from 
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt 
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
motherfucker straight up hirin' 
Flossin' in the Bat Cave, like Batman and Robin! 
Actin' like a man on FIRE! 
Fuck with me nigga, better put a bullet in yo
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
Under-cover, over the hills and through the woods I go
Like green lights, a southern nigga that's comin fo' yo' throat
But not no guillotine see,
on co' uncle
Raps that keeps me flossin'
While yo' album on the shelf, gettin' dusty at the Slausson
Swap
Pop that glock
Clock that knot
It's thin
on co' uncle
Raps that keeps me flossin'
While yo' album on the shelf, gettin' dusty at the Slausson
Swap
Pop that glock
Clock that knot
It's thin
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from 
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt 
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
into drug lords

Now one for adolescents, now dos for dose
Keep yo' friends by your side, even close your foes
Now three for Johnny Law tryin'
Bitch!
Brick city, yo
Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you