Lyrics:
and jumping
I die by this shit
I ain't fearing no man
Put a stick in the air
It just got up to somethin
To these bitches I'm groovy
I treat yo hoe like
a hole through your whole chest
I been had your baby momma
Every pimp knows they hoe next
Damn pimpin'
Potna' I been out pimpin'
Damn pimpin'
Boy we out
tryin to see Playin with me, look you better know what you doin partna Put a bomb in a lil city, tell yo mom, you bitch 'cause I'm playin for keeps, slip
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
be sucking me
Then she kissing you
You sucking all my babies cuz she kissing you
And that's what you got to do young pimpin'
You got to stay down man
young and my old body (yah)
You don't know yet, don't know Bobby (know Bobby)
I got the juice like the film and Yo Gotti (Yo Gotti)
I changed it
up in a dark alley
It's cold like ice and snow on a nigga soul
For bricks or snow, niggaz will fuck you like a dirty hoe
Kick yo' door and put
Ain't shootin' up deers, I'm shootin' at the rivals
Hide your whole army, KP, he the sniper
Put that lil' baby in diapers (diapers)
Fucked her one time
bar beat, pardon me
I bet right about now you feelin' like Jordan down in the Jordan Downs
In fact it's crazy that you even play ball to clear your
motherfucking shit down
Yo Mystikal
Fuck that nigga
See I got some rowdy niggas with me
Now Mystikal tell me how you put it down
Nigga what
taught to be a man and stamp it
Bitch I flip it
Get your own nigga keep it pimpin' nigga
These rappers dying errywhere
By the Gun or their fake Career
I
thinkin' 'bout it
Yo, yo
I'm Yo Gotti, I normally don't talk a lot
I open the door and she walkin' out
A couple of things you should figure out (what
put down, roll it dice what they hit for
I don't know if this is yo bitch
She on my dick, you better come get her
Don't want me on yo street with
sellin' dimes
Why you gotta wish bad on your little whodie?
Put your ass on now you actin' all spoiled
Why you gotta talk down on your little homie?
Grandpa
shake your booty, I don't want you to stop
You need to come a little closer, closer
And let me put yo, under my arms like a Don is supposed ta
Please
oooowwwweeee
My homie tryna put you on a pretty white t
Gotti Gotti i aint stutter i paint you red
Behind that one thats word to my mother
Jigga with that shotty
I'll sale something
Don't tell niggas business they a tell something
Slid by yo lil bitch heard her yell something
Slut head wouldn't shit she a fail
out of gas
Yo, I gotta pull up in this gas station real quick
Yo, I'll pump, y'all grab some jacks here
Did your fat ass just say get some snacks?
to your town, cause I'm that nigga
Blow a pound with the windows down, cause I'm that nigga
Yo I'm straight underground, cause I'm that nigga
Yo the rap
shake your booty, I don't want you to stop
You need to come a little closer, closer
And let me put yo, under my arms like a Don is supposed ta
Please
explode
Where Brooklyn at?
Yo, BK don't play
Harlem World
Where niggas get the money all day
Boogie Down Bronx, specialize in gunplay
Triboro, so
Yo the saga begins beget war
I draw first blood be the first to set it off
My cause tap all jaws lay down laws
We takin what's yours we do
Trouble done sewed up the tracks
Bitches not playing like they win or get smacked
By some young niggas that's down to break a bitch
The Nickel Nut
The court finds you guilty as charged
Your sentence is PUI school
For pimpin' under the influence, nigga
Next case
Oh, we got us a repeat offender in
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