Lyrics:
feel free to enter
don't sleep 'cause my streets won't time you,
shit'll just hitcha wit no warnin,
keep snorin we'll keep formin
hits to make these
by a race of Jews and the Lizards control them too
And it's run by some black dude
I'm in love with Yo Gotti
I'm in charge of the Club now too
what we do
This is what we do nigga - gangsta's talk!
Tell 'em one more time - gangsta talk!
All the homies in the hood - gangsta talk!
[Kurupt]
Living like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson,
nigga, gangsta's talk!
Tell 'em one more time, gangsta talk!
All the homies in the hood, gangsta talk!
To my nigga Eastwood, gangsta talk!
Kurupt
West west yall
William Holla with the S yall yall
Know what time it is
Woof! Can't spell the west without the "es"
DJ Clue beyotch! Kurupt!
I fall
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
the streets got me on stages wit nines
My nig Gotti get the mic, and yo I'm watchin' the crowd
I see a nigga start to reachin' and let that heater go pow
Took
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
never I'm supposed to be
I chose to be on some Dark shit
Rip apart shit an' start shit, until whenever I depart, bitch
The hard shit will leave yo' ass
millimeter
The police was comin' I had ta dump the body
But like I said on the city streets I'm John Gotti
When it comes to the gangsta rap shit
I do
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'
y'all niggas back to this incident
Verse 1:
[gotti of fifth ward circle (fwc)]
Nigga you full of shit
Bitch now what is this, trick
Some new shit
That's s a Bugatti (that's a bu whaa?) whoo
I'm feeling like gotti (I'm feeling like whoo) Oh
I feel like Gotti (yeah) Oh
A rebel no rowdy (woah)
I pass
put er on a leash
Before I run up in er
Then I put er back up there out on the street
Any time I cop a whip I'm goin floss
Nigga this hit the turn
therapeutic
Got no time to think about it yo just go and do it
Matter fact just keep it booming
Run it back they goin stupid
Gimme dat no autotuning
Hit them up
of dope run-in
Hustling tryna dodge des cases
You niggas been telling n
Da streets been beggin
So I had to go back 2 Da basics
Gotti dis yo boy Yo
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
and greed
Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, Field marshals, elites and the chief
Soldiers we better take heed and realize
Signs of the times, stand by yo 9,
Watch out
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
When you step up in the squabble
get yo feet right
When you meet the plug
finders fee nice
about a bag
Hustling thru day time
Member creepin out
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
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