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Xanax I relax
Dreaded with beez wax
Snitch mind yo beez wax
Blicka blocka Dondadda like Shottas and the mood i'm in Mad Max
Take the whaaa, leave

Big blue faces in my bill fold
Let's go
We the young mafia
We get it on the low
John Gotti style will kill for it
Bang bang
Thought you caught
A nigga

Put the fuckin' mic on
Mic is on
Joe Crack the Don uh
Yeah, Yeah, y'all
Irv Gotti
What's love?
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
It should be about us
Be

dollars
She saw me with Gotti
That dress came up out it
Now she go body for body
Dam Yo
you took me back to the trap
Flash back of seeing the plug

fuck leave the gat on the dresser
Class is in season I'm smack the professor
And they stole my whole style altogether
She don't fuck with you man she

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

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

going through,
The same shit,
It was so evident,
Fuck her nigga,
Suck her nigga,
And yo best, friends, too!
Stealing money from yo mama,
Leave a I O U,

c BODY cT YO RESIDENCE,
I FEEL LIKE JOHN GOTTI, HOW IM MOBBIN WIT MY REGIMENT,
SURVIVE!
THIS IS NOT NO PcRTY, WE CcNT LET EM IN,
I HEcRD THcT JOE

by the cops fuck 12
Police pull at every block
She on her knees she gon give me top
She gon clean me good like a mop
Got her the gucci and flip flops

25 to Life [Blend]

Xzibit

Behind Bars

2000

[wyclef talking:]
Yo to my people doing time, xzibit, juvenile, y'all need to
Nature, ja rule, reptile come on
Bring the heat.

[xzibit] 
Look,

and Gotti
Who wanna deal with me
I spit crack and my name ring bells so call me the liberty
Hell out artillery that's ready to aim
Fucking with me you asking

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

Drone,
Rasuu, Gotti, Nina Ross, Skails; Seven,
Seven, Seven. (Outta my mind,
outta my mind, outta my mind and outta my brains,
brains) the pain is,

in bars, hardly in penitentiary
Giving niggas life by overload via sensory
Making niggas wife the hoes and go for the Kimberly's
Yellow over the pink

looking for a party we the plug
Smell that aroma in the air that's the BBQ cuz
Stationed somewhere between  shade netting and some trees 
Catch me by

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

Bitch, I got it
And I get it
Bitch, ya nigga gotta get it
Gotta get it by the boat
I got so many styles I gotta eenie mine mo
I just thought you

calling
And can turn back cause the snakes keep lurking
Had to do it by self cause my homies been Dey dull me
Now they fucking with cause theyknow I gat it

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

on my feet
So you can see why I bling

I'm a slum baby for real
This ain't cap
Grew up by the streets shots were alarms
This ain't rap
If you do em wrong

on the Beat, no sleep I'm woken
Surrounded by water I sea like Moses
Booty like a humma
She want it like a funnel
Playa Pelada deep down in Nosara
Renata gave me

only few can plunder
When these bitches walk by, a nigga turn Stevie Wonder
Yes I'm very superstitious, rhyme styles vary but they vicious
I stay

a grave
I feel like gotti in my audi when i cruise the lanes
And i start to think on what i been through just to move in the game
How many liqs i had to hit