Search results for 'wildin by yo gotti' Page #4

Foreign
Barbie
Foreign
Barbie
Foreign
Barbie
Foreign
Yeah
I'm the nigga in the foreign (Vrooom)
That will take yo ass touring (Leer)
I heard all your

Radio

Kurupt

Big Momma's House

2000

sippin' DP

Regime be the team of the scream
Balls lean, hit the scene and I'm way too clean
On your radio, yo, yo

[Chorus]
I'm your radio (Turn me

shining
Shots in the air, yo niggas be hiding
Rolex the timing
Please do not test me cause shit can get violent
Know we be wildin'
I make a call my niggas

shining
Shots in the air, yo niggas be hidin
Rolex the timing
Please do not test me cause shit can get violent
Know we be wildin
I make a call my niggas

trynna rack it up like Yo Gotti
Shot first, caught one body, pop niggas don't pop molly
That Peach Ciroc and that Blue Dot, them blue strips my new hobby

Lik-like-like-like we always do
About this time

Ha! You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Come on, 7,

on your back, send you on your way
Yo good lookin') (Yo what you wanna do with
That black deuce deuce)

Hit you up, take that cash
You ain't slug proof dude

Gotti, I order hits (boom)
Had to take a trip to the islands, find out my origin (ah)
We just tryna ball like a tournament, shine like an ornaments

(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by

Can It Be All So Simple [Remix]

Raekwon

R.A.G.U. Rae and Ghost United

2007

(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by

No Limit Soldiers

Tru

Down South Bounce

2001

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

get down, I'ma ride around, with a 9 around, cause they not getting it
If he wildin out, I'ma lie him down, you know I'm surrounded by these idiots
You

by this weapon choppa sounding like a baseline
Pull up with that cannon wildin out this ain’t drumline
I’m my own gang I ain’t never need a frontline

shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby

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

and Haitian Gotti can rap nigga
I got rich nigga dreams (Uh Huh)
That's by any means (Aye)
If you intervene (Now what you do?)
You gon fall (Aye)
Tryna get me

forgot em
But nigga I hit the bottom
Catch me running to the money
Til it ain't a breath in my body
In the yo spitting flows
for a moneybag like I'm gotti

friend, then I'm changin' the topic
I treat all my hoes the same, Yo Gotti
I like when she ride it, she the pilot
Don't post my face, put me on yo' Locket

Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out

a Roxy
Street nigga grew up on Gotti, I rock Versaces (I rock Versaces)
City know I'm slimey, get 'em snaked by his partner (snaked by his nigga, yeah)

Ha ha yea
Uh real shit
Check it out yo

Get a grip, get it fast
More smoke, more cash dPG with the blue flag
One ratchet ho with a fat ass
Category,

Yo, what's up, bro? Talk to me, Stony Pimp
Shorty wildin' from the bottom too much pain
And too much drama
Want the truth but you couldn't give it

and
Every time I see her I just listen like yo gotti cuz
I just wanna show you love nothing else It's true
I just wanna show you love nothing else it's you

Keepin' It Tight

Busta Rhymes

Extinction Level Event (The Final World Front) [Clean]

1998

to short me couple gram on the D-Low
Thought we didn't know better oh yeah we know
Stepping them niggas for what its gon' be yo
Niggas spend money