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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

Cuz the way you move your body
It got me acting so naughty naughty
So rack it up like Yo Gotti
Yes you the life of the party party
The way that Mary

4 Seasons

Redman

Blackout! [Clean]

1999

Ja rule with hot nix I'm the best at that shit
So bitches explain this
We ride dick so well, head game from hell
I love making them yell, my name
Rule

ain't worried bout yo block ill grab the glock and we gone spin em
mhhhh, I ain't worried bout yo block ill grab the glock and we gone spin em
Shake

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

niggas wit it, wit it, WB bitch

It's a World War Three nigga, fuckin' wit Gotti boy
I'm bout to separate yo soul from yo body boy
I got that chopper boy,

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

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

50
He a fast runner like the nigga ricky
Yo Gotti
We do real numbers real chef Benihana's
I'll take a nigga under
Watch three-hundred these is Yeezy'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

Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!

(Uh)

(*talking*)
D-Gotti I'm home baby, we here to party
Bar better keep watching, they lil' mama twat
Cause we ain't turning down nothing, but our

Yo young Gotti
Pick up the shotty
We gunna be tardy
No party just war
The wars at the door
Its Babylons whore
People must rise
See through the lies

5 Star Remix

Trina

Live from the Kitchen

2012

want a five-star bitch)

Gotti, here go twelve bars, Gucci Mane got nine cars
We don't call 'em dimes no more, '09 we call 'em five stars
I'm

Yeah, Money Mos

Yeah, n****, whatever
Yeah, bitch, it whatever

Yo Gotti you ready?

Yeah, I am

L'll never let my n**** down
Nah, I never put some

Radio

Kurupt

Big Momma's House

2000

to say that new song
by Phats, Kurupt, the R.O.C.- it's off the hook baby. Keep banging it

[Radio DJ]
WBALLS, WBALLS, WBALLS
What more can we have

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

want a five-star bitch)

Gotti, here go twelve bars, Gucci Mane got nine cars
We don't call 'em dimes no more, '09 we call 'em five stars
I'm

she was on a nigga airtight
It won't no what's up it won't no hug I shook my head twice
You thinking we bros you broke the code I found yo hoe and bent

No Limit Soldiers

Master P

Featuring...Master P

2007

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

Yo I'm on some grown man shit, mentally another level
My crew we all gods and we snuffing out devils
Move calm and collected, walk with a purpose

the trap" (it's ya boy Yo Gotti)
I have wet dreams 'bout my kitchen, I got trust issues with my bitches
Every gun inside my city, it got switches, I'm not

yo' ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row! BIATCH! Ha ha hahaha!
A yo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga
And you know how we do it

Initiated

2Pac

15 Years on Death Row

2006

gon' hit yo' ass up. 
You know where we comin' from 
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt 
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it