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O.G.

Irv Gotti

Irv Gotti Presents: The Inc.

2002

[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

O.G.

Irv Gotti

Irv Gotti Presents: The Inc. [Clean]

2002

[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

Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know

control right by the snakes
So let me enter, let's integrate cuz
Cuz the way you move your body
It got me acting so naughty naughty
So rack it up like Yo

they watching)
I'm serving white like I'm gotti
(i'm serving white like i'm)
Yeah I know they can't stop me
Shake and bake like Ricky Bobby
(Shake

me why I wrote this song
But you can’t tell me that I’m wrong

Yo Solid Snake Snake Snake Snake
Yo Solid Snake Snake Snake Snake
Yo Solid Snake Snake

My nigga Ja sold more records than an o.g. (o.g.)
Tah flyin by in the Lac truck like a o.g.(o.g.)
For Gotti I'd body a nigga quicker than a o.g.

, Snake, Snake, Snake
Snake, Snake
Know I’m gone die by the Snake
Snake, Snake, Snake
Snake, Snake, Snake
Uh don’t fuck with them slimes you won’t pop out

the money hide it in the safe
Niggas friendly till it come to that cake 
They'll snake you for it and put one in yo face
They was snitching live its on First

by a race of Jews and the Lizards control them too
And it's run by some black dude
I'm in love with Yo Gotti
I'm in charge of the Club now too

Niggaz Done Started Something

DMX

It's Dark and Hell Is Hot

who gon' tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn't

Royalty

Cam'ron

Code of the Streets, Vol. 1

2004

Yo yo
Sit back, toss dice in a knick trap,
Serve big crack in white T's and fitted caps,
These sick reps, this my life you just spit raps,
I been

I be talkin' 'bout"

And we gon' be around til yo motherfuckin' body rot
And if the Feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got
And if the Feds

Yo Gotti
Yeah nigga, its whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Yeah, I am
I'll never let my niggas down
Nah, I never put some choppas down
Hit your

went to talking like a hoe
They hate I speak the real nonchalant I do the most I been poisoned feel the venom Now I got the antidote 
It was snake love

That's s a Bugatti (that's a bu whaa?) whoo
I'm feeling like gotti (I'm feeling like whoo) Oh
I feel like Gotti (yeah) Oh
A rebel no rowdy (woah)
 I pass

Go DJ

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter

2004

a gas mask man
You snakes, stop hiding in the grass
Sooner or later I'll cut it, now the blades in yo' ass
You homo niggas getting Aids in the ass

a gas mask man
You snakes, stop hiding in the grass
Sooner or later I'll cut it, now the blades in yo' ass
You homo niggas getting Aids in the ass

9 to 5

Yo Gotti

Life

2003

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

[D-Gotti]
Throw yo, hands in the air
Wave em side to side, like you just don't care

[Big Moe]
I wanna know, if
Y'all sip, purple potion

[D-Gotti]
Where they

on that tag on yo' toe

Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue

Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs

Son of a hard headed

hustlers naturally born
With street smarts
Yo Karate it's you and Gotti
Y'all lift the weight
Me and Noyd, a gemstar hit down on the plate
The Mobb niggas

bitch
The Embassy Suites
We takin turns tossin a bitch
Who I be? Yo Gotti
Ain't scared of nobody
Clique tight wit my people
Totin' a desert eagle
You roll

I move smoke off word of mouth still stop by nana house
Put in work in sandy town gave niggas hand me downs
Lock and load she ready now I gave a fair