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Bitch Bitch Bitch (Rudiments) · Bitch Bitch Bitch (Rudiments) · Toss It Up (Cherone Brown) · Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers (The Murderers) · Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers [Clean] (The Murderers) · Dillinger & Young Gotti (Tha Dogg Pound) · Irv Gotti Presents: The Remixes (Irv Gotti) · Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers (The Murderers) · Irv Gotti Presents: The Inc. (Irv Gotti) · Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers (The Murderers) – and 80 other albums »


[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
Yeah best said by homeboy willie d
Triple cross to mexico
[willie d]
I don't fuck with you
[scarface]
That's some smooth hidin'
Lowdown dirty
[Too $hort]
One time it's by Lil' Jon and the Eastside Boyz
Who we talkin to man, who we talkin to
Any nigga that act like a wha (bitch)
Any any
[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
Shakin' that lil' limp skinny ass body the bitch got
Turnin' the Gotti on the cock
And make the bitch hit the block, I'm tired of these hoes
Now a days
up my check
Bitch nigga get money, nigga get that
Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of crack
You can hit a nigga line, order what you want
I
involved
No hugs, no kisses
Bear rugs, bear britches
Rare bitches like to pose in them Blacktail pictures
Bitch jumped off my dick
Is that Dre over there
fine bitches equal sex to me
plus I got this bad bitch layin' next to me

No doubt, sit back on the couch
Pants down, rubber on, set to turn that ass
Whatchu mean, I thought you left that cat which was true
I'm not talkin about him, another dude
Been wit him for a year and had a baby by him (word?)
(Intro)

Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Chevy Ridin High Boy (Yo Gotti)
Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross)
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.)
your gat, I can relate to that
If you sell coke or crack I relate to that
When its yo' turn to blow there ain't no turning back

It seem like in
you white of black
If you bust your gat, I can relate to that
If you sell coke or crack I relate to that
When its yo' turn to blow there ain't no
hit yo dank? (bitch hell naw)
Won't you take me to yo crib (bitch hell naw)
Let's go to the mall (bitch hell naw)

That's why I smoke Sunday Monday
Shakin' that lil' limp skinny ass body the bitch got
Turnin' the Gotti on the cock
And make the bitch hit the block, I'm tired of these hoes
Now a days
got no panties, I toss to that
Gooshie-gooshie-moshie-mooshie-push me-push me
I can tell by the way she dance shes got a nice pussy

[Chorus]
that nigga
But you my bitch
Since we banging, I guess we one click
You be that nigga that I drink with
And you don't even trip if i was to let
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
up my check
Bitch nigga get money, nigga get that
Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of crack
You can hit a nigga line, order what you want
I
and figure out that studio Gotti's catch hotties to the mouth
Who got that clout, don't act surprised cause it's that bitch from the South
Mia X hoes, you
I'm Yo Gotti!

[Chorus]
Pulled up at the show
Half a brick of blow
12 pack of goose, quarter pound of dro
This bitch is sold out (4x)

We do it for
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
Move into the hood with all the O.G's That help me get paid homie, we a unit Doin it how a gangsta do it Run through it And stampede the block like bitch
I'm Yo Gotti!

[Chorus]
Pulled up at the show
Half a brick of blow
12 pack of goose, quarter pound of dro
This bitch is sold out (4x)

We do it for
corporate, we gangsters
And niggas tryin' my patience is gettin' me anxious,
To speak for my defendants, that say that they plaintive
Guess we guilty by