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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 you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches

My shit's phenomenal, droppin' like domino
Comin' with the real yo and fuck what you feel yo
(Intro)

Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Chevy Ridin High Boy (Yo Gotti)
Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross)
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.)
This is for my n****z nationwide doin' work, get your feelings hurt

Lose mo' faith than a composure, money and the doja
B****es is a cobra with
me,
I open up shop, open up shop cause I got candy

Chorus ii: he's got candy! yo eyes roll in your head,
Mo b. dick: you toss and turn in yo bed
Cause
do?
Set it off

[Snoop Dogg]
Niggas pop mo' shit while we drop mo' shit
Continuously, nigga nigga please
Slang yo' ki's, birdies and trees
You
nigga whatcha gon' do?
Set it off

[Snoop Dogg]
Niggaz pop mo' shit while we drop mo' shit
Continuously, nigga nigga please
Slang yo' ki's, birdies
got to get it, got to run my money up [3X]

Uh! I'm going on a Trap-A-Thon
Gucci Mane like Gotti I'm the Dapper Don
Uh! Hundred G's in my Gucci bag
asses, passed this bitch with glasses
Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock
I'ma tell him it can happen, don't play me with that rap shit
asses, passed this bitch with glasses
Hey yo money that's yo' stock, yo Bigs pass the glock
I'ma tell him it can happen, don't play me with that rap shit
Yo, ay yo let's get papers and pop Mo' with hoes up in skyscrapers
In condominiums, overlooking our drug capers
New York City, know only way to play
So I picked up my mail, and I'm about to go
Cause I'm about that mo' money, mo' money, mo'
Now homie on his face, he rolled over just like that
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle;
another day,
[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
[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
thirty-eight packer
Money stacker, t-shirt cakalaka
Verbal predator, fake rap attacker
Gotti jawbreaker, Roscoe the back cracker
Money makin, we smart like
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle;
another day,
money,
Man ima stunna, nigga you's a fronta,
Nigga you's a bitch and you get it from yo mama,
Real brick runna, nigga on da conna,
On my grandmama got mo
94 money
Brown paper bag ol dope boy money,
Ol dope boy money

Easily I approach the microphone ya da kids no joke,
Tell yo hoe to get offa my
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
him to come back on a Tuesday
Because Sonny Boy hasn't made no money, you know

He said, 'Yeah, but you haven't paid yo' insurance
In two or three week'
complete artist"
[Quik]	Doin much damage see-P-T style
"for America's mo-mo-mo-mo
Most complete artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[Quik]	Yo fuck the bridge
Visa's

[Missy]
Yo, I?mma dig in yo' pockets
Dig in yo' wallets
Is there money unfounded
Yeah, you got my heart poundin?
You a hot boy, drive a drop
off until everybody's gone
All Star homey, keep a hell of a price
Cash money still a army and I earn my stripes

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti