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[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
holla at yo' peoples nigga..

[Verse 1 Ja Rule]
For now on call me the don, and bicthes call me don da da
Where ever I go niggaz soon to follow'
Like
[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
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
nigga dats wats up
Bout yo dollar, pop yo collar den u holla dats wats up
See me shawty say wats up
Well fuck me shawty dats wats up dats wats up
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Sittin' at the bar while I sip on dranks
Girl wanna holla tryin' to run that game
I just wanna freak that,
Hennessey by the hair and make her speak right

Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Sittin' at the bar while I sip on dranks
Girl wanna holla tryin'
Yo
Yea, Uh Huh, Yea
We in the door now
Yea
Holla, Rule nigga, With the F-A-B-O haha, Yea
Yea
Cluemanatti
My nigga
Holla back nigga
Yea, Uh,
[Ja rule (fabolous)]
(we trin' to kill these niggas)
Yo
(yea, uh huh, yea)
We in the door now
(yea)
Holla, rule nigga, with the f-a-b-o haha,
high, high
High, high
Let's get high, high
Come on let's get high

I make the four hop
Pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
Come on let's get high

I make the four hop {*hydraulic sound*} pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
Stompin' in the party,
feel this for my people say yea-ee-yeah-ee-yeah- ee-yeah

Holla

Yo
What’s up Dwele man, what you into man?
Shit, Holla at me
Man we tryin'
What the fuck you know about, niggaz with them extra clips
Hanging out the choppas on yo block, I'm making niggaz flip
23's got it, big bodies I got it
money to make
Holla

[Chorus - Young Neef]

[Young Chris]
Uh, Uh, Yo, A'yo
Young Gunna, just another victim of the ghetto nigga
Post and Pivot
chicken stand by for exposure 

Shut your house down foreclosure ya in cold blood 

(Yo cuz) Shut the power out in your house 

Cut the phone put
Gotti, you know how we gonna do these niggas
You ain't got to pick up no mic either my nigga
I got this, I got these niggas Gotti
Holla back nigga
Child]
Holla at us, R-O-C-K-L-A-N-D and I-N-C
With Boo and Gotti, Ferrari Black and Caddillac Tah
Nigga, we go hard

[Gotti]
I'm loud when the shells
you nigga,
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas,
I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas!
The lion's in the room, what up Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis'
Yeah chicken stand by for exposure
Shut your house down foreclosure ya in cold blood
(Yo cuz) Shut the power out in your house
Cut the phone put
Yeah best said by homeboy willie d
Triple cross to mexico
[willie d]
I don't fuck with you
[scarface]
That's some smooth hidin'
Lowdown dirty
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la costra nostra, someone close approach ya
They'll toast ya gopher, bread loaf with shofer
Old coke they
at you, holla back (holla back)
Everyday we be off the chains
Ain't nuttin' different, parkin' lot pimpin'

Yo, aiyyo I dip dip dive, what can I say?
I
funny if we don't holla back
We repping yo city what's better then that
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there

I know you love me

But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'