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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
on yo' car
Let's travel far, tha southern star shines

Everybody wanna get signed, but (here to tell you)
Record companies act like pimps
Getting paid
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
[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
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
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
shine you shine shine

Hey yo my life's like a movie good role so far
Stick to the script you could be my co star
I got a glow par
She'll be in
Boy days
You'd see why Gotti still love the game
My wrist, my neck, my ear, my hand, my mouth look like a light show
Yo bitch, my bitch, his bitch,
Playa Haters, yeah we know who you are
Make infrared shine on your head like the North Star
Bomb shit, boss bitch, mama set it off
Let it be known
makin’ music for the people 

I wanna magnify Your light 
I wanna reflect the sun 
Cut like precious diamonds 
With the colors by the millions 
This
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog

Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
Watch me!
Jigga-Man, ya heard?  Boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard?  Boom boom booom
Compton!
Gotti Gotti ya heard?  Yo,
C'mon!

You gotta, pop that
Watch me!
Jigga-Man, ya heard?  Boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard?  Boom boom booom
Compton!
Gotti Gotti ya heard?  Yo,
C'mon!

You gotta, pop that
Boy days
You'd see why Gotti still love the game
My wrist, my neck, my ear, my hand, my mouth look like a light show
Yo bitch, my bitch, his bitch,
don't even play wid
me like that Yo
Verse 1:
We spit rap and fire brown paper bag
gat rap go whack and float acrooss the map
floss that anything yell
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
[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
They`ll lock your body, even gotti
Grab your shotties for an illuminati (ready)
They`ll lock your body as gotti
Grab your shotties it`s an illuminati
[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
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog

Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
[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
Playa Haters, yeah we know who you are
Make infrared shine on your head like the North Star
Bomb shit, boss bitch, mama set it off
Let it be known
gotti, but cats don't know me 

My peoples run the island on Riker's and the Coney 

I keep the new fresh, planned Clark's like Tony 

I'm married
of mind we shine and grind
Show you hospitality or put one up in your spine

[Chorus - 2x]

[D-Gotti]
Welcome to the purple world big cars, indo and cigars