Lyrics:
the goons
Sellin' out the club
Fish scale tour
Ain't what you thought it was
This bitch is sold out (4x)
[Verse 1]
This Yo Gotti
Mic check 1, 2
I love you
Why you ask me that?
You just can't fuck with me, you know what I'm sayin'?
You gotta keep yo' mouth close
Nigga solid to this shit, for real, for
Yo Anju Blaxxgimme a light gaza
Yo, Worl Boss yo, yo wha' gwan Tommy Lee?
You nuh see say the bwoy?
Wha' the likkle priest do?
Lef' dem to karma,
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
a movin Trophy
These talk a lot
Is you Finna keep tellin me what's gone do or show me
Hot like I'm thermal
Bro nem gone burn em
Pop a Nigga like a Kernal
you fear me
And fear is better than respect, y'all niggaz hear me?
If I smack the shit outta this nigga
His man over here be like, "Yo what? Nigga
love my voice
Of course, full-force, I done made it now
[Yo Gotti]
I feel like you can't stop me now
I'm tighter now
More of a writer now
Than a rapper
get money now
Chek and Gotti they know that we run it now
We do real numbers real chef Benihana's
I'll take a nigga under
Watch three-hundred these
don't know about stand on business, we don't talk about it Shh
Man shout out Yo Gotti, I'm rippin' this he gave us I'm honored
We came up from nothin',
motherfucker what you wanna do
The trife life for living famous
Bustin' shots live it's dangerous
In midnight we do it right in broad light
The trife life
you fear me
And fear is better than respect, y'all niggaz hear me?
If I smack the shit outta this nigga
His man over here be like, "Yo what? Nigga
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
plucked
You already know what Gotti came to do
I done seen this before I'm Deja Vu
Can't fuck with that nigga if he ain't Guru
Tell em call them hoes up
Boy days
You'd see why Gotti still love the game
My wrist, my neck, my ear, my hand, my mouth look like a light show
Yo bitch, my bitch, his bitch,
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
Chorus: Puff Daddy
Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you gonna do
What you gonna do when they come for you
(Gun cocking) You'll see, (gun cocking) you'll se [2x]
the key?
I'm the one God chose so you blessed through me
Gotti Floyd getchu higher than that ecstasy
Hey yo I come through stunnin',
Plus I'm gettin'
[Intro - Ja Rule - talking]
Yeah ... ha, uh huh
You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)
Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin nigga (gangsta
Yeah, ha, uh huh
You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)
Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin' nigga (gangsta shit)
Nigga Terry what's
Already,
Know what I'm sayin' this Birdman and this how it's goin' down,
That little youngin' Yo Gotti I certified him stamped approval
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
when I come in town
She ain't never let a nigga down
Yeah, it's Illi and Gotti If I'm on the track, then you know it's a body
If she in the whip, then
with eighty ends
You got these brand new mesquino tens
Boots, Icy draw
What niggas you know, that can do what we do
[Chorus: Jazze Pha (Baby)]
I heard
brothers and lend a helpin' hand
Now what we gone do
We came to stack some bodies, killin' everybody like John Gotti
I said we came to stack some
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