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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
Street life where the struggle won't let you be 
Street life where the drugs and thugs meet 

Yo, yo, yo 
You on my dick 
My life is like a James Bond
crazy life la vida loca homie livin' that thug life
Been raised in violence homicide's my lullaby
Came with the homies and learned to kick it until we
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
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
[Lil' Gotti]
Now why dey want to see me dead niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottwielers by my bed

Niggas afraid to see a Gambino
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
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
on da bill block
And mic before they get a mill I sold pills all night the illest outta life got
My mind on fate cause even I'm tour nigga still ain't
[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
identity was born
And no, this ain't a movie, dog
This is murder
(Murder, murder, murder)
And you need a second for me

Yo Gotti, I make the hits, you just
identity was born
And no, this ain't a movie, dog
This is murder
(Murder, murder, murder)
And you need a second for me

Yo Gotti, I make the hits, you just
sippin' DP

Regime be the team of the scream
Balls lean, hit the scene and I'm way too clean
On your radio, yo, yo

[Chorus]
I'm your radio (Turn me
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
in your life
Can you ever get with this

(DJ Paul)
Hey yo kemosabe
I got hoes smokin' weed up in the lobby
Cocaine fills my body, like gotti
Hotty
righteous was right
But there's two sides to life, one dark, one light
If you lighten up forever you can dig to the night
Wrap them guns over there,
righteous was right
But there's two sides to life - one dark, one light
If you lighten up forever you can dig to the night
Wrap them guns over there,
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
[Kurupt (Daz)] Yeah nigga, half a day gone by Ganstafied, givin' it just livin' my life It's hard to survive Without grabbin' my 9, and pump 5-50-5 45,
around the hood, good, getting Gotti respect
Hand is golden, an OG rolling and holding, yo
Fresh kicks, soft leather, pockets is swollen
Let my jam hit
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
gon? live my life, hey
Thug life, Lord you know me

Yo, yo
So what, you think I'm ?posed to live in the hood my whole damn life
And get married
a gang sign
Gotta glock 40 in my waist line
Just bought a new crib by the lake side
What is life like its love and I love my girl
Show up life a big spenda