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it
What the f***?
There ain't nothin'
Else to be said

[Gotti]
Yo, I got a empire with niggas
With thug in they blood
I admire them niggas
My
it
What the f***?
There ain't nothin'
Else to be said

[Gotti]
Yo, I got a empire with niggas
With thug in they blood
I admire them niggas
My
it
What the f***?
There ain't nothin'
Else to be said

[Gotti]
Yo, I got a empire with niggas
With thug in they blood
I admire them niggas
My
probably strum it like this...

So give it up bitch 'cause I'm the kid rock
And today I know you don't want to get shot
You look gay you're too cliche
fly (Yo Gotti)
Got me and yo baby mama (Mon E. G.)
Sittin off in tha sky (Yo Gotti)
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.)
Yo Gotti (Yo Gotti)
Its Rickey Ross (Rick
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
[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
kamikaze
I just be with me a shooter like I’m John Gotti

I feel like John Gotti
(Put your hands down, when you talkin' to me, bitch)
John Gotti
'Cause it
but I tried to ignore it
Couldn't though, why? 'cause I owed the nigga for it
125 grams eight one yo-la, 50 doller power tell blue motorola
Broke up my
Packs in my ass and rocks under my tongue
Gotti ain't doing drugs cause Gotti ain't gettin' sprung
Rappin' came eazy
It was a gift, that I got from Jeezy
a thang blast at ya
'Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor
These dudes are ho's from screws to toes
They choose to go bass ackwards

I'm Yo Gotti
[Chorus: AshantI and Irv Gotti]
(Ashanti:) We're gonna party through the night (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!).
(Ashanti:) Don't you wanna drink and dance
M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches

M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we
on blunts, I knock out fronts
And I'm bout as wicked as a wicked-ass witch from the west
So you and Toto better know that it's Yo-Yo
I'm cute, I loot,
Got nowhere to be
Except right here with you and me
Phone's off no clock
'Cause I'mma hit it non stop, baby
Yeah your body's talking and I'm
shoulders
Gotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (ah)
You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov'
Drinkin' Cris' like its H-2-O
All we do is spend
when I dropped my first joint making the world "Holla"
I kept it "Between Me And You"

'Cause that what real street niggaz do
"Put it on Me, cause
Hey yo, these niggas live it
'Bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone
Plug One translating the zone
No offense to a player, but yo, I don't
Creepin' down the back street on Deez
I got my glock cocked cuz niggaz want these
Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with
frame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo brain
'Cuz the flow is spasmatic what they call insane
That ain't even a muthafuckin' aim I get
you got a problem sugar take your time
'Cause if you don't mind baby I don't mind

I don't mind if you don't mind
Baby we can spend some, can spend
the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'

I put the big body up, come through in a Rover
Not only Kelly and Gotti, it's Boo and Hova
Pop Cris if you like, my ice
rappin', so I wouldn't have to sell drugs
We Bout It!!! Muthafuckas representin' them killas
TRU tatted on my back 'cause I make moves wit thug niggas
You
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