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Lego
so lego my eggo, I burn ya like Waco
you need more than Maaco
I take it to ya crew and keep em moving like Im Uhaul
Im here to school yall
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
of dank and a couple of drinks so let's crank up a session
Like Tri-City high school, was pulling em in a broke down Rabbit
I spit a couple of words
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
an ounce of dank and a couple of drinks so let's crank up a session
Like Tri-City high school, was pullin em in a broke down Rabbit
I spit a couple
from the block 
Now I gotta whole thang
And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane

I hate lame niggas so this a hate crime
Rich niggas shit up on em
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog

Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
Lego
so lego my eggo, I burn ya like Waco
you need more than Maaco
I take it to ya crew and keep em moving like Im Uhaul
Im here to school yall
Fiend up by my side, my enemy bound to die
Got no mercy in my eyes label Gotti one of the realest

[Chorus x2]

I was born a bastard, my pops was
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
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog

Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
uh yo uh yo

Aye yo, I'm old school like Rick Ruler, sick jewels to big buddah
Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger
That means bring it back, NY
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My nigga
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
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
how much you want
How much can you flaunt (Tell em' bitch)
One scoop or two (Yeah)
Sweet, sweet love
When your rolling down the street (Errr!)
-- I'd rather be a comet by far -- rrrahhh!

Old school players to new school fools
'Kast keep it jumpin like kangaroos
but skew it on the bar-b we
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
industry a dirty game
Recouped yo advance take it rub it and publish it
Put u on TV and leave u out there with nuthin
Not me

Long time cumin n
A lot
, they hind em, they hind em
Them Feds find em, they find em, they find em
 
Don’t get surprised with a letter in the mail
They got him by
it'll take em years to bite it
Which the greatest fears I don't write it it just appears outta no where like da
Information contain by the phycic like it
how much you want
How much can you flaunt (Tell em' bitch)
One scoop or two (Yeah)
Sweet, sweet love
When your rolling down the street (Errr!)