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[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
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
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
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,
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
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
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
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
[ 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
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
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
[Nore]	Yo Thug Brothers! 
 [Pun]	?Just West, Pun from GS? 
 	Yo Funk Flex, Noreaga ???? 
 [Big Punisher] 
 You brave in the heart, playin a part
strays with niggas names on it
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
I got my clique ready ready for hand to hand combo 
Harms break em down rapper Noyd cut his throat 
Don swoop em up or Gotti stomp em out 
Each
[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
the club, but that bitch you
My jewelery too loud, my cars from overseas
You tryin to book a show, that gon cost a couple ki's
Cause, bitch, I'm Yo Gotti
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