Lyrics:
I just dropped a opp in a exotic pop
Yo man's a rat so we drinking soda mouse
200 A 8th just to get high 500 a pop and that's 2 lines
Re up 40 packs
Can I dance?
Oh, oh, oh, aww shit!
Big Boi, Big boi
What if everything you ever knew or known was lost
The needs tend to freeze you when you
in your life
Can you ever get with this
(DJ Paul)
Hey yo kemosabe
I got hoes smokin' weed up in the lobby
Cocaine fills my body, like gotti
Hotty
makes a thug
Presidential fire
The same charges Gotti went through
It's mental, them open door trials sent you
White lights, cagey mics, wild press
I'm
and jumping
I die by this shit
I ain't fearing no man
Put a stick in the air
It just got up to somethin
To these bitches I'm groovy
I treat yo hoe like
Yo, the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws
We takin' what's yours, we do
and not know why
Yo we spray you with ambition like an inner drive by
Feel the pain of my rain when I snatch the sun out your sky
Thinkin you fly, signin
tight, hold it tight
C'mon man this is serious, this for the movie
Aww man, y'all some lousy singers
Alright fellas, knock it off, knock it off, break
let life pass you by
(You gotta keep yo head up to the sky)
How will you make it when you never try
Gotta keep yo head
Brother get yo bread up
Even
a baller, and yo
To get out of here you walk the yellow brick road
By the way homeboy you got a murder rep
Pointed down at the house and my head just sat
I
gotta turn these Boys II Men
Naughty By Nature, cause by nature I'm naughty
Fool, you better ask somebody
Yeah
Yo-Yo, 199-Trey
Givin' a knock-out
Throw, yo' hands highhh wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands highhh wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands highhh wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo
(beatbox)
I'll beatbox (beatbox)
I'll beatbox (beatbox)
I'll beatbox (beatbox)
Ah, mic test, one, two
Aww man, I check it better
What ya mean
For all those Nino Brown niggas (yeah)
John Gotti niggas, know what I'm saying (yeah)
Niggas trying to run shit (trying to run the game)
Don't know
the man them are on tour
I could tell by her eyes that she wants more
The eyes don't lye, I know what I saw
How you blushing and you don't even know me
Now
on yo list
Pretty sure it was Cole, Drake, Larry June, me and Spitta
By the time you hear this, it be, early Yesvember
Wrote this verse on October first
If it's a bitch I'ma wetta you better go for your guns
"Yo wassup, what the fuck is up now man?
What?
Where my money at man?
Hey yo, yo I
lose it all just cuz you wanna fuck wit Deuce
She see me takin off and she wanna be a fuckin roof
Shorty we playin ball don't make call an audible, aww
I
leavin' out this bitch til after two sum'n
Man, why yo crew frontin'?
Y'all ain't gon do nothin'
All these ladies in here, and y'all tryna prove sum'n?
of lemon
This one is the buisineisum
I don't make this drink by the gallon
I make it by the cup, then I'm stylin'
Got KFK, Slaughterhouse and Brother
and call yo` bluff
Ignore a fool, that`s what they holler
Snatch his bootsy a** up by the collar
Law enforcement agents got me and my dudes up under
do cuz God got me
Trippin' off who!?, nobody
Know "Men Lie, Women Lie"
That's big facts, word to Yo Gotti
Tryna leave behind a legacy and get Ricch
smash your Benz windows
Detecting fake niggas signals
Yo live niggas get it too
Scarin rappers like the fed time
Gotti was acquitted to
Bloodshot red
in a hirsch
All Hail Shawty
The New John Gotti
The real almighty
I don’t like nobody
I don’t trust nobody
Man fuck everybody
I don’t wanna kick it man
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