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[Shortie:]
Ooo Baby
that's My Jam
There Goes Gotti Right There
Hey Gotti
I G
I G

[Irv Gotti:]
Shortie What Up, What Up. what's Poppin? Ma
[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
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
nigga
Whole thang got it, gotti he been had it
Rolling with them niggaz, them damn fools from Watkins
Shit start poppin', bitches start joggin'
Niggaz
50 Bars of pleasure 50 bars of pain 
When I'm dead and gone niggaz gonna remember my name 50 

[repeat]

Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun happy
(Come on and get up, oh, party, yeah) 

This ya boy Yo Gotti
Street Tunes Productions
We gon' ask everybody to stand up on this one
D Boys, this
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
his ass, we ran right through it
You out actin like yo' shit be tight
Get some shit, fuck it off like Tamika Wright

Get the fuck out my site, I
the stacks, slumped over, head in they lap

[Black Child]
Yo, we constantly count cream in the crackhouse
Basically, we bangin' bitches backs out
I feel
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
Hey, hey, hey, hey

We gon' get it poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight
Once we start it ain't no stoppin' girl
Get your best dress
we sweepin' up the street bigger
Guns make n****s run, we squeeze triggers
We leave n****s dead for the stacks, slumped over, head in they lap

Yo
(Come on and get up, oh, party, yeah) 

This ya boy Yo Gotti
Street Tunes Productions
We gon' ask everybody to stand up on this one
D Boys, this
a nigga straight up

Nigga you drunk

I keep them Rugers poppin'
I had Coogi poppin'
I went to jail
What happened?
Now that Coogi floppin' (It's
pocket, I can't even walk
Fifty hitters with me nigga, I set it off
Poppin' bottles, blowing money, I'm just having fun
Me and my niggas fresh to death,
the key?
I'm the one God chose so you blessed through me
Gotti Floyd getchu higher than that ecstasy

Hey yo I come through stunnin',
Plus I'm gettin'
weak shit, yo
You're weak, you're wack, you need to quit you lil punk bitch
Go and freak your mother, go dig a damn ditch
Get out my face, I'm tired
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
[Chorus]
In the club drinkin' with all my homies
And ain't no worries tonight 'cause we poppin' off
Don't bite me, but if you wanna fight me
It ain't
[Ja Rule]
Gotti, here we go again, yo

Two two-nine and seventy-six, get off my dick, niggas I'm born
The future problem's, kicking and carrying
[Verse One: Ras Kass]
These niggaz rowdy-rowdy never rains in Southern Cali
Only clowdy, howey hit the valley in black Denali's
Like I am Johnny 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
Yo nahmsayin?
Yeah she'll take you out too kid
Take this shit out

A rainy day laid up thinkin' sittin' gettin' bent
Watchin' old seventy
in mi casa
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive bys in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah
You ain't