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[Gotti]
Yo Boo, Irv Gotti
Black, and BJ outta
Wit the f*** up here man
shit done hit the fan
Let's do dis shit man
Fo' real

[Boo]
Let's do
[Chorus: woman singing - repeat 4X]
Take a look in my life and see what I see..

[Yo Gotti]
M-E-M-P-H-I-S
3 - 8 - 1 - 2 - 7
shady vista, segshaw
on Friday night
By a transit cop looking to fight, he said
Yo yo from the CIA, and I'm
Yo yo what an artist said, they're going

Yo yo yo!
Yo yo yo
[Gotti]
Yo Boo, Irv Gotti
Black, and BJ outta
Wit the f*** up here man
shit done hit the fan
Let's do dis shit man
Fo' real

[Boo]
Let's do
[Gotti]
Yo Boo, Irv Gotti
Black, and BJ outta
Wit the f*** up here man
shit done hit the fan
Let's do dis shit man
Fo' real

[Boo]
Let's do
alone!"
See, you fuck her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a love-hate relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my dick is a trolly
Boy, I'll
alone!"
See, you fuck her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a love-hate relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my dick is a trolly
Boy, I'll
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
alone!"
See, you fuck her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a love-hate relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my dick is a trolly
Boy, I'll
alone!"
See, you fuck her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a love-hate relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my dick is a trolly
Boy, I'll
alone!"
See, you fuck her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a love-hate relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my dick is a trolly
Boy, I'll
alone!"
See, you fuck her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a love-hate relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my dick is a trolley
Boy, I'll
a prick, I'd kill his bitch
And make her lick the dick
Neef, keeps out more then an extended clip
'Cause I rather be judged by 12 then carried by 6
motherfucking bullshit case 

I'd rather slang tapes across the world state to state 

Look for distributions start up my own company 

So the major
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,
Something deep down in my soul said
"go on go on and cry girl"
When I saw you when I saw you and that girl
And y'all was walking by
 
And I'd rather go
tape the shit off, so yo suit 'em up
And before I end this rhyme
I'd like ta say peace to my muthafuckin' nine

The nine millimeter, 
The nine
See her in that very tight skirt
Got what it takes 
Just to make yo hurt
Don't you see by those big bright eyes
Prefer to treat her nasty and low
[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
of the Ring" (clean?), lookin' for that Precious
I'm talking weed and women, when the trouble come I'm 'bout it
Shit I'd rather get caught with my gun then get
Your little plan was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by sellin' out the Kid Rock

A part of me was with you but yo he died,
And I'm glad you stepped off
me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live
When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye
You want a nigga, but think that you can't have
[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
it'd be very difficult)

That's it, capeesh
(If I had my choice I'd rather be feared, see fear last longer than love)
Don't forget where you came