Lyrics:
I'm popping gottis yo gotti
bitch I'm getting money like Yo gotti
I got it
And they watching
Yea they watch for me
Watching on my channel
Like i
(woo)
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow
it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug
So I hit up the hood, wit one hand on the heater
The other in the air, Dogg Pound gangsta's yo, we don't care
I gots to watch myself, especially my
ride
Bitches and niggas in penitentiary suits
I send 'em letters and money orders and make 'em my troops
As for you females, I got no time, I gotta
Yeah niggas, yeah
Uhh, that's what I'm talkin ?bout right here niggas
That's what I'm talkin ?bout right here gotti
This what I needed, nigga
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?)
about going through
I got niggas who pump on yo' block and in yo' spot
Who sit next to you? Protecting you?
But they'll murder you, player
Don status,
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
over bitches
Now I been known to bust on sight
God bless my crazy life la vida
Loca homie livin' that thug life
Been raised in violence homicide's my
too popped if yo ass 2 Pac
Cargos with the 12 gauge shotty in it
Plus I still got a crib on Brazil
I ain't never holly that but I
Got a Maserati in it
a booth
y'all ain't talking about shit, i'm 100 proof..
that's what my life like
[Chorus]
[Yo Gotti]
I'm from the projects, jaded in, fence surround
I
I got obama runtz in the ash tray (Obama)
Smoking gotti like it’s back to my past name (John gotti)
Star gotti take me back to my pass ways (Star g)
got that look upon their face
Like all I wanna do is party,
Let that sweat drip off my body.
So here's what I'll doâ?¦ (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!).
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
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
know I play it, like a pro in the game
No better yet a veteran in the hall of fame
I got that medicine, I'm better than all the names
Hey its Cash
know I play it, like a pro in the game
No better yet a veteran in the hall of fame
I got that medicine, I'm better than all the names
Hey its Cash
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
Curves got me in a frenzy babe
Dusse got chu so lit
Don't put that lipstick on my Fendi babe
I'm the nigga in the foreign (Vrooom)
That will take yo ass
the story unfold
I could buss a hot flow since i was 12 years old
I neva trust a hoe
Dissher then she fuck yo nigga what do ya fuckin know
Got er doin tricks
too popped if yo ass 2 Pac
Cargos with the 12 gauge shotty in it
Plus I still got a crib on Brazil
I ain't never holly that but I
Got a Maserati in it
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
Nigga
If you need it come get it we got
Lately I been counting rolls
That Got a Young nigga
Feelin like I'm John gotti
You can't ride when we hit the road
[Intro: N.O.R.E.]
Yeah niggas, yeah
Uhhh, that's what I'm talkin 'bout right here niggas
That's what I'm talkin 'bout right here Gotti
This what
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