Lyrics:
Interlude: Puff Daddy
See, it's 1996 man,
And we gonna do the same thing to you we did to you in '95.
We gonna keep hittin' you in your head with all that
[Intro - Ja Rule - talking]
Yeah ... ha, uh huh
You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)
Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin nigga (gangsta
Yeah, ha, uh huh
You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)
Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin' nigga (gangsta shit)
Nigga Terry what's
so I do so
be All Pro
flow international, rational
matter of fact, i'm blastin' you
with the loaded weapon
no question
first suggestion
pack ya
mothafuckin' hands up somebody
Throw ya mothafuckin' hood up somebody
What dem niggas do, they ride
What dem niggas do, they ride, ride
Mac, Young Gotti, fuck
My nigga Ja sold more records than an o.g. (o.g.)
Tah flyin by in the Lac truck like a o.g.(o.g.)
For Gotti I'd body a nigga quicker than a o.g.
Yeah, yeah, ha ha yeah!
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta niggas is in the building on this one!
You know! Yeah yeah ya know
It's real!
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
like I missed summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti, he be running 'round with real killers
Hush gang, ain't
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Gloc forty, dope money make my pants
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
everybody in the building, my nigga L
My nigga Gab, my whole Murder Inc. mob
Yo, you know how we do, yo, yo all my niggas
This here is exodus! Say
DJ Chill, DJ Young Sound
It's going down in the mix like this
Ayyy (ayyy)
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see
shit)
All around the world
You know I do my thing, baby, cuban link full eclipse
Terror squad, new era, god, better choose who you with
When we flip ain't
Yeah, yeah, ha ha yeah!
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta niggas is in the building on this one!
You know! Yeah yeah ya know
It's real!
on the motor cycle
Drinkers they so delightful, blinging with so much ice
In front of sparks, body cops Dilano
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la
get punched in ya mouth
Yeah we do this for real and y'all do it for clout
We do real numbers, real chef
Benihanas, I'll take a nigga under
Watch 300,
Yo, my homie Cash, well he gone for five
Send my prayers, do your thing
I'll be going for mine
'Cause, we live life to the fullest
300 and 65 nights
Need me more than ever, I can't leave her
Only thing I know is that I need ya (huh)
Nobody else can, huh, like this
So, what do you mean?
She come
Know the John Gotti but I'm fuckin' up the body
Everytime my poet thug at a party
Ya want to step to T, go through JEL first
But remember where you
to)
(Do you know, what you're goin through)
(Do you like the things that life is showin' you)
(Where are you goin' to)
Second, aye yo I done
I said we came in this bitch tonight to murder things
We gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder scene
In black from head to toe we murder clean
Do
Ah, ah
All but three of the defendants were found guilty
All but three of the defendants were found guilty
See-ya
Yo yo, that's ridiculous shit
Ah, ah
All but three of the defendants were found guilty
All but three of the defendants were found guilty
See-ya
Yo yo, that's ridiculous shit
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
_ "Every Little Thing")
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