Lyrics:
Yo, the saga begins, beget war
I draw first blood be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws lay down laws
We takin what's yours we do
Roddy (Slut), We blowing biscotti She know ima big Cat Run wit the mob don’t get yo ass robbed they call me John Gotti, smoking big pack gas just fuck up
keep on getting mine
So eat a dick
[Chorus 3: (JoJoPellegrino) Kurupt]
What's the verdict yo
(Doing me stuck in my grind)
Let the globe know
(MC
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
Aye who them niggas over there looking all cfrazy man?!
Yo Polo What the fuck aye go pull over there man
aye aye skurt (gunfire)
Like John gotti I
Street life where the struggle won't let you be
Street life where the drugs and thugs meet
Yo, yo, yo
You on my dick
My life is like a James Bond
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
I'm a free man on the streets again
Chasin St.Ide's down with some Seagrams Gin
Life is like a dice game and I'm in to win
On the scene from the 41st
a free man on the streets again
Chasin' St. Ides down with some Seagrams Gin
Life is like a dice game and I'm into win
On the scene from the 41st side
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la costra nostra, someone close approach ya
They'll toast ya gopher, bread loaf with shofer
Old coke they
to hit em, okay
Malcolm in the middle, every nigga standing with em finna have to get it, okay
Mind your business, boy better find a witness, I'ma be yo
Green tops, boulders and bottles
Soldiers who follow leaders
You owed 'em dollars
Know that tommorrow you might not see it
Packs got knocked off by
on the back
And take flight, my life like it was directed by Hype
In 35 slow-mo, with the Rockafella logo
Accapoco to Arruba, bay breezes and caviar baluga
money on Twitch
Bitch I'm a john like gotti no wick
Pull up on your block with the
Living my life in purple and blue
Reach for my chain
Get yo ass in
Burnin' up shits you
And fuck it I won't miss you
A lethal weapon my profession
500 G's
500 G's that put inches n yo life
Surrounded by 500 please
grave
Exchangin' shots with foul cops, I got grazed
Here to face the judge, catch flashbacks
Taste the blood hate the love
It's part of the life that
Yo, the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws
We takin' what's yours, we do
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
Yo yo
Sit back, toss dice in a knick trap,
Serve big crack in white T's and fitted caps,
These sick reps, this my life you just spit raps,
I been
like that nigga?
What the fuck I got to do not to get banged up by that trigga?
Cause in the projects, ain't no love
Niggaz will split yo wig cause they
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
Like I'm trynna roll me a opp in this blunt
He could get put in this wood we cant go body for body
Like Gotti I'm balling for good
And I wish he would
hit the boat and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide the money in the tower
Stack blocks by the keys
L to the O to the X you'll see
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
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