Lyrics:
n****s man?
Nah man I'm puttin this s*** up
F*** dat man
Ya'll n****s want me to be a crook again
I know how to do that man don't even play wid
Me
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
slidin thru yo time
Dat Evergreen & Joy Road
Gotta n*gga in his zone
Rollin Swisha after Swisha
b*tches love dem doggy bones
The tree I puff is loud
I
group
Come through with that live crew
Birds chirpin', cop that Birkin
Boo, yo, I supplied you
Liable to be in Beirut, no Beirut, this debut
Slick,
*ck love I'm focused on trying to be big as Jigga
(Screamin' What Is Love?)
F*ck love I'm focused on reaching higher than HOV
If they don't let me in just
that coke
Still runnin' from the cops
Still lettin' those b****es know
Still f***in with your made
Because blowin' that ganja
Uptown New Orleans
they found me)
Was fuckin' with cocaine, way before I met Yo Gotti (way before I met Yo Gotti)
This street shit in my veins, a quarter-million can't
and crafts
F*** after staf beat up after cla**
I was like Dr. Dre though I have to laugh
N**** with a attiude meet me after math
Had a half and half now
state
I'm a ten, you're an eight
Like what I do before, after and durin' rape
You wanna get into a pissin' contest and find out who's better?
And be
the meter
3 stripes for life, I’m paid my Adidas
Fly senioritas, good time to meet us
4-20 after dark, down by seritas
Home of the Steelers, cat feelers
I'mma need a Jordan ring
Fuck you mean this is really mean
Gotti after life
Future looking bright, bitches crack tongue on the pipe
I don't wanna see you
overrule my sins)
Getting crushed by all the lies
Yo, it's hard enough to breathe (Yo)
From the first day that I met you shawty I thought you was special
I
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
This that world star hip hop shit
I know karate also palates
I fucked yo girl on a porta potty
She's so naughty call me irv gotti
Cause I threw
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
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
Coming from a tec
You gone meet me first
And after that you meeting death
Thats how you scream
When them bully hit yo spleen
Ugh
Dressed like i left
how much you want
How much can you flaunt (Tell em' bitch)
One scoop or two (Yeah)
Sweet, sweet love
When your rolling down the street (Errr!)
how much you want
How much can you flaunt (Tell em' bitch)
One scoop or two (Yeah)
Sweet, sweet love
When your rolling down the street (Errr!)
time is near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By
That can go to the projects (School Street, Home of the Brave)
By his f-in' self and be good (good)
Yeah, ask n- on my projects (yo, Y.O.)
When
Life is what you make it nigga
Get up off your ass and get some
Always hollering about you want something nigga
Verse 1: Young Noble
Yo, I
And after that pass the body
Chuckwick Bill don't have the 5th ward John Gotti
You make me mad you're taking a fall
Tell your kids about my god damn
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