Lyrics:
Who tha Who tha realist
Who tha realist
Who tha realist
Who tha realist
It might be me
I might be a problem
Just Like John Gotti
If I had it probably
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
It's old love, I could see the eyes up above
watchin, waitin for me to slip
lose grip, opposition got me on their list
I get freshed by Jase
he threw
look.
Mine Gotti unless I'm looking for the sporty look.
He young and rich and bitch that go without a argument.
My kicks brown and now I'm looking for
[Irv Gotti talking]
Nobody cares
Trouble's like a cancer, you gotta get it early
You don't get it early it gets to big, it kills you
Nobody cares
She looks at me and then she looks away
That girl is my money queen because she gets the cake
Be my Nicki, I'm your Gotti, let's go get some rakes
Fuck
wreck this mic
Yo I build with my elders, soak in the wisdom
Got the old soul of an owl, with a past life vision
Drawn to the night sky, listen
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My nigga
, it's gonna be alright, alright?
O-okay
Meet Stan, 21 years old (look, give me a kiss)
After meeting a young girl at a rave party
Things start
, it's gonna be alright, alright?
O-okay
Meet Stan, 21 years old (look, give me a kiss)
After meeting a young girl at a rave party
Things start
Listen, it's Nolay aka Bella Gotti, yo
Every chick wanna be bad
So they rap about experiences
They've never had
Their boy's seatbelt is the closest
weapon, paper bought wit P
When I get that thing, everybody look down and round and round
Got the M-1 spittin' fire, bring yo' set to the ground
Got
Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
How long u think that's finna be ya wife
Well I'm livin the life
You just gettin' it right
Your old lady look at me
'Cause you ain't hittin' it right
to you, my dear
I'm all alone
Sittin' right here by the phone
My heart is broken now, believe me, girl, ooh
Wait, wait, you'll see
You'll get used
looks like a muppet, but he's wrinkled and green
Oh, my Yoda
Yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda
Well, I'm not dumb, but I can't understand
How he can lift me in the air
me
But tonight Shady's rocka-by baby
You look like you're in another world
But I can read your mind
How can you be so far away lying by my side
You
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl who dat girl, who dat girl
Ooh oh oh, look at her goo ooh ooh
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl who dat girl, who dat girl
Ooh oh oh, look at her goo ooh ooh
'round, 'round we go ('round, 'round, 'round we go)
If you love me, let me know (yo)
I'll wreck any girl
Check any girl, I expect any girl
Rarely
my murder I aint shoot nobody
They wanna judge me by raps they like you John Gotti
Talking bout this aint political
If it's not then why you feel
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
see me jettin' right by with the fly Latin girl in my ride
You gettin' jealous? You shouldn't be jealous
Let me ask the fellas, hey, fellas
Why is he
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