Lyrics:
I'll sale something
Don't tell niggas business they a tell something
Slid by yo lil bitch heard her yell something
Slut head wouldn't shit she a fail
[Lil' Gotti]
Now why dey want to see me dead niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottwielers by my bed
Niggas afraid to see a Gambino
from the pound
I bust by round by round by round and round
I'm in concert for serving niggas get yo ticket
I lock a nigga out, good cop giminy cricket
watch it come rit back
Now I kick back in a cell and my inner feelings dwell
Why I fucked up and I swear
I can't tell, where I fell
Escape death and fuck
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
like my name Greg Popovich
I live by da code like I stay in sum apartments
I be on fire like my name yo gotti
Learned how to hustle keep sum guap in my
And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane
I just call her boo
I don't know her whole name
Keep it on the low mane
All we eat is lo mien
Came from
tryna vibe with you girl like I’m Yo Gotti
Got it on me in the party I ain’t tryna hurt nobody
But I seen a little mama tryna get body to body
But we can
Already,
Know what I'm sayin' this Birdman and this how it's goin' down,
That little youngin' Yo Gotti I certified him stamped approval
kids?
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (you're right)
Not over this shit (stop)
Drop the biscuit (I will)
Don't even listen to Slim, yo
kids?
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (you're right)
Not over this shit (stop)
Drop the biscuit (I will)
Don't even listen to Slim, yo
true indeed
I rock it to the East, the East is the seed
To see that them days back, yo' sheepskins and Hot Tracks
Peace to Mr. Magic, things are
Mr. Mixx
[Intro from the original PSK, which slows
Down and switches to this track]
Uh! Give it to me now!)
(Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here
bitch, you worried bitch nigga tell yo mama put a frame on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
Irv Gotti with the flame on it
I'm in the coupe,
I go by cola no soda I thought I told yaaaaa
Bitch I'm Cola fuckin D flip it around you know the name and that's on gang Ha!
Man I lost my miiiiiiind
Grandma
Yes Dear
Why is the world so scary
Well sonny boy there are many reasons
Why it's a very scary world out there
Could you tell me the story
Mr. Miyagi tell me do you know karate
Girl you know that you a hottie
Way you dancin' with your body
She said rap's her favorite hobby
In my whip
Gravy
Mr. Sandman bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his
The reason that I'm here, I'ma drop 'til it's clear
Let all, G'z to front, middle and rear
Switches couldn't switch like these switches a day
Just
day, new God
Tell me, what`s the sense of this?
Tell me before they gotta jail me and mail me
Had to mention it
You`ve never been to the ghetto till
keep it no more
Boyz: There's this thing about himself he's never told you before
Lunt: Baby!
Chorus:
Boyz: He needs to tell you something
Mr. Lunt: I
the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow, it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be
do it but mama we good
I mix my problems with a little bit of karma and comas. Financially good (AND)
I mix my wock by the liter they follow the leader
kids?
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (you're right)
Not over this shit (stop)
Drop the biscuit (I will)
Don't even listen to Slim, yo
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