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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
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
tryin' to slave the babies

Hey yo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in
Brooklyn
All this while he let the fiends cook it
The base
Part III, Gotti Gambino 
And Ty Nitty, Scarface rest in peace 

[Chorus]

Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips 
You seein clips
clique's lookin lavish in upscale casino style
Flexin muscles like a Gotti trial
Yellow case get shook by the court with the judge
You should know a pimp,
Part III, Gotti Gambino 
And Ty Nitty, Scarface rest in peace 

[Chorus]

Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips 
You seein clips
the drugs and thugs meet 

Yo  I bust shots out glocks wid kids that push rocks 
Hol' glocks run in spots wid G's like Fort Knox 
Rhyme excellent kill 'em
down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
[ intro: fat joe ]
Yeah yeah
Terror squad what-what
Cuban link what-what
'99, baby

[ verse 1: cuban link ]
Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I love to party
Plus
[Chorus: x2]
M.O.B., n**** 'cause we mob on you tricks
and you know we keep it money over b****es

Thugs known to bust on sight
God bless my
keep it money over bitches
 
Thugs known to bust on sight
God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin' that thug life
Been raised in violence
are at the door
the Magnum was by the ashtray
(New Jersey)  He bout to go out like Scarface
He woke up in a cardboard box with no space
with Thug
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
the feds bring us in we get the same time gotti got 

What!what! what! what! 

Yo,yo! ay yo, there's two ways into the hood, one plain 
The other smoke
You can tell I'm real, by lookin' in the ball of my eye.
I will get some cream from it, one day, your baby, and my baby.
Can my some dough on Teem
heaven 



[Chorus x2: DJ Rogers & Puff] 

What young thugs do for money 

What young thugs do for money 



[La the Darkman] 

Yo, niggaz
Often I bug, then we'll soften a thug
Have a chump coughing blood, fill his coffin with slugs
Yo, you know I got enough guns to wreck a nation
Any nigga
[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
[Nore]	Yo Thug Brothers! 
 [Pun]	?Just West, Pun from GS? 
 	Yo Funk Flex, Noreaga ???? 
 [Big Punisher] 
 You brave in the heart, playin a part
with the hotties
I'm numero uno in your eyes honey poppi
Yo lady Gotti
Thugged out, hooriding ready to kill
Yet make me feel like others can't with
the feds bring us in we get the same time gotti got 

What!what! what! what! 

Yo,yo! ay yo, there's two ways into the hood, one plain 
The other smoke
the feds bring us in we get the same time gotti got 

What!what! what! what! 

Yo,yo! ay yo, there's two ways into the hood, one plain 
The other smoke
to rumble well get up shit
If you buck you get fucked by that nigga named Chuckwick
Aw shit my nigga Ganksta Nip in the motherfuckin' house
Yo Nip say
the feds bring us in we get the same time gotti got 

What!what! what! what! 

Yo,yo! ay yo, there's two ways into the hood, one plain 
The other smoke
you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!

[1st Verse: [Silkk The Shocker & Master P]]

[Silkk The Shocker]
See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I