Lyrics:
it by myself but you know Aj he got aim too
I could make one call and call up Clanzz cause he gon' bang too
Man who the fuck put Heem and Kaygo Gotti
[Ja rule (fabolous)]
(we trin' to kill these niggas)
Yo
(yea, uh huh, yea)
We in the door now
(yea)
Holla, rule nigga, with the f-a-b-o haha,
bitches trying to poison me
Niggas who kilt loyalty
Set me up, vested up my move accordingly
I ducked ice picks and ice sticks by cops who rookies
Hard
you can't afford to pay attention
Catch me downtown by L.E.S.
Or up in Flatbush, Fort Green by dys, who you be with
My niggas I was locked up
hear an evil voice in my head
Telling me that I need a drink
So I Have One
The rooms spinning faster and faster
I'm kill kurious
All I hear is evil
kill me
High beam helicopter light flash through the blind
Cousin what a cat gon do, drippin a man's eye
Call down ya kids, smack the screamin bitch
Yo
Joe pockets, lean back like a recliner
I'm in this, representin' West Side (Side)
A lot a people try to tell me I'm the next guy
Bat Gang, got it tatted
you gon' be on the walk-a-way faster than furious
Why you put folks on the gangstas, you take out yo' anger on me then yo' mom gon' bury you
I'm really
the guys)
Try to step, leave yo' ass in the sky
(In the sky)
I like to flex when I'm fried (I'm fried)
Try to flex and your ass gon' get robbed
(Get robbed)
by a truck
And leave ya family, friends, and team in thunderstruck
Because, the demon inside me fiends off of bad luck
What'cha doin is pointless,
at the bar off of kerosene
Kill yaself, you in the closet like David Carradine
Beretta scream
Couldn't step to me with the Devil's team
Energy like it's
by then these faggots probably be done killed me
I tell my son, keep it real, give why'all niggas each a bill
So what's the deal, niggas why'all know
to Uranus
Kill or be killed that's my message in a bottle
Always stay strapped not a message that's my motto
Kidnapped by the game I got that Stockholm
Never
the projects
Please don't make me catch a body
Please don't make me catch a body
All white, Yo Gotti
I heard some niggas was tryna rob me
Please don't make me
did he gon' be real sick
My nigga say you got him under
Pressure hit the kill switch
Okay, well, nigga
Get up out my way and let me kill shit
They tried
I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready
If you kill me
Young motherfucker pull the trigger
If you kill me
You got a pistol motherfucker better kill me
the Range
World tour we on the way
'95 kill em' like Pac
And it's the world against me
Killuminati got em' like Gotti
Broad day they droppin' bodies
I'm with
Mexicans north of the border
Land of the free, smoking weed with my Gordo
Motherfuckers laid back in yo Cadillac
Let me jump in this shit like back
two straps like we dykein'
Drivin' on the highway, it's pounds of exotic by the tire
Yo Gotti came and snatched me out the jungle with the lions
It
like two thotties
Bad bitches riding me like Ducati
Gotta rake it up I feel like Yo Gotti
And I prolly could go take your ho prolly
You got no shawty,
the drugs and thugs meet
Yo I bust shots out glocks wid kids that push rocks
Hol' glocks run in spots wid G's like Fort Knox
Rhyme excellent kill 'em
working for yo fans
Puffing on some supersonic
Up until I land
Everybody hating
But this shit in high demand
Throw me on the stage
For 20 minutes
I'll go
working for yo fans
Puffing on some supersonic
Up until I land
Everybody hating
But this shit in high demand
Throw me on the stage for 20 minutes
I'll go
Summit.
Countin' the loot, fountain the youth, the young God.
Here's the inside thug, like a Marmashad.
Some want to have emotions and kill me.
Put
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