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Trapa De Elite 2: O Inimigo Agora E Outro (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Outro Lado (Zuco 103) · Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers (The Murderers) · Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers [Clean] (The Murderers) · Outro Flamenco (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Outro Sentido (António Zambujo) · Outro Brazil (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dillinger & Young Gotti (Tha Dogg Pound) · Irv Gotti Presents: The Remixes (Irv Gotti) · Vol. 2: The Outro (The Bonzo Dog Band) – and 90 other albums »


[Ice-T]
It's the National Pass Time, it's blast time - club's out
Niggas break ill, pop-drunks get the guns out
Set the shit off with the full clips
like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
right now, pick up a pound
Enjoy and lounge with style, y'all know my name by now

[ chorus ]

[ outro: fat joe ]
No doubt
Cuban link, baby
'99
Terror
like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin' with John Gotti's and Scarface's

N****s knew, I'd be the Don in my own crew
A million n****z with
mine
You cannot blind me addicted to a life of crime
My time as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin' with John Gotti's and Scarface's
Niggas
tical
Still gritty style, foul, crimi-niminal, individual
Sing a song of sixpence
Pocket full of chits
Too many rappers be on john gotti's dick
Now this
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
featuring DJ Rogers  Puff 



[Intro: La the Darkman  (DJ Rogers & Puff)] 

Yeah. Yeah. One. Two. 

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. (Oh) 

Time for
crew
Far away from home in a land not new
So boom, outta place and I sue ya crew
Son, yo, they steppin in you
And it could happen to you

[Outro
Part III, Gotti Gambino 
And Ty Nitty, Scarface rest in peace 

[Chorus]

Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips 
You seein clips
keep on getting mine
So eat a dick

[Chorus 3: (JoJoPellegrino) Kurupt]
What's the verdict yo
(Doing me stuck in my grind)
Let the globe know
(MC
like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
[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
Part III, Gotti Gambino 
And Ty Nitty, Scarface rest in peace 

[Chorus]

Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips 
You seein clips
Yo, the saga begins, beget war
I draw first blood be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws lay down laws
We takin what's yours we do
don't stop for a breather
Turn a rap aethesist into a Def Squad believer
Yo Keith Murray can't be touched
Plus girls jump in my flow like double dutch
[talking]
Look here, you know what I mean, I done did a lot of
shit in my life, Yo Gotti, street raised street paid...

[chorus]
I'ma sell my dope
didn't see the faces yo
Saw the grenade, heard the explosions yo
It get worse yo, I can't count the hearses
That come out to masses, to churches,
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
metallic wiffle ball bats
If time could rewind I would have rewound before
Knocked down, surround and drowned before
Concentrated, ligaments separated