Lyrics:
ain't got it
Two tone patek on a nigga I got it
You ain't really fuckin with ma Bu like Gatti
I just gotta hit them with a Yo like Gotti
Two step laughing
after hit reel 'em in, now they asking who it is
Yeah yeah
We dropping ten out of ten, if we're ever talking options
Better believe I got 'em
Don, talk
understand it better get up on it God damn it
The life of the party order hits like John Gotti
But shhh that's on the low don't tell nobody
The scientist
Oh I do it all, yo...
Hook 2X
cgain (I cannot believe!)
cgain (I cannot believe!)
I'm on one again (I'm so high indeed!)
cgain (I cannot believe
Ooh
Lace up my shoes
Tired of running in place
Make it do what it do
Ooh
Aint bout to do it for you
Better do it yo self
Aint that the truth
Aint that
like it I buy it I got my own style yo bitch say I'm cunning
That's really funny cause years ago the same bitch said I'm junky and didnt wanna fuck me
I
competitor that I'm not better than
For them dead presidents I crush niggas
Like getting stomped on by a full grown elephant
Fuck drops and chains
I'm trying
luca brasi
I went dondotti
I'm popping dejon
The beat get napalmed
They not gone say nothing
To yo bitch ass
You've been warned
Rats think it's sweet
like he changing his style again
You can't predict when I'm rhyming man
I'm just a rhyming man
Blind by the light but I still see it shining in
No Mercy
playin' dumb
I'm forever gon' have that blicky, free my niggas in the feds
Fourth quarter had it over, you know Gotti by me, yeah
I still miss Ted, ain't
by myself
Best believe i dont got no time
Cause these niggaz be droppin em dimes
Everybody screaming they real knowin they faker then lies
From
of Hell, still screamin'
Seein' bodies bloody and babies bloated, corroded
Know the Chinese exploded
Know they run with Gotti who know it (check it)
I
Proceed with 2 slaves damn open it up like Keize Soza
Broke it off to a J' everyday
For all the pay
My beretta say a better day
And I believe that nigga
too complacent
Be trusted by everyone but trust nobody
You should pick this up quick I learned it from John Gotti
And I heard it through the grapevine
shit, cats be like, "wow!"
Yo! I get looks when I'm in the place
That's that nigga, making you +smile+ with Scarface
It ain't my fault, that my style
on payments
I took a risk like its vegas
Hiding that shit by the neighbours
Playing yo bitch just like sega
Nowadays people throw dirt on my name
Making me
Jeffersons.
Lets begin, it began, so begun
The story of one who went from girl to woman.
From crums to slums, to laced in diamonds.
Son by guns that sound like
make sure that you bleach them dishes
(Aye yea yea yoo!)
Believe you can and you can really get it
(Aye yea yea yoo!)
Steve Urkel breakin in, I did it
Should I stare,
Hell motherfuckin' yeah
Almost got blinded by a glare
Hollow tips made the metal flare
You better beware, or get,
Hit in ya waist
a gotti, I'm facin' it prolly
Not definite less someone throwin' up on it
Who got the lean, finna pour up some on it
I'm stumblin' fallin' if I hit
come from the 'jects, got a gun on the jet, I'm the co-pilot
I hustle that yola, this cocaine music like Yo Gotti
This shit never fail, I'm catchin'
Noone gonna notice, cuz it's a Coincidence that you ain't shit
What happened? Nothing, I saw Edub and just tripped
Gotti Style, "sir, do you see
body (Nah)
Jeezy my muthfuckin' real nigga
Can't forget Quan and Yo Gotti
Buck took me in, in '04
Let me come sleep in his house
Gave me the keys
makin'
Dont pull that grip if you pump fakin'
Say it's all love in yo' eyes hatred
Stay fly and my style basic
Why you waitin' for them validation
Pop me
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