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No I don't care about who's chartin, 
Bro so pardon me please
If you ain't tryna change the world, 
I guess it's starting with me
Yo call me Gotti

And I Don't hear a peep now
From anyone who done speaked Out

A while back
See you a joker you can't even play yo Card in that
You read the script

I said a prayer and asked god please get them rats gon,     
I told my nigga stay on yo shit and watch yo back Holmes 
Cause these niggas switching

blocka-blocka yea
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin'
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' nigga
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin

blocka-blocka yea
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin'
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' nigga
If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin

Rich Nigga, I'm draped up in Versace
I went up to the jeweler
When I left I'm playin' hockey
Bad bitches like it
She see Rarris & Buggatis
I'm poppin

proper
And enough for one key I
See seventy thousand dollas
Now I was shootin' dice, smokin' on a joint
I bet with Yo Gotti
He hit five straight points
We

to learn
You in the club poppin bottles with 30 niggas
No women in yo section dawg just 30 niggas
Lil dirty niggas lil hurting niggas
Lets chip in on one

a ghost by the way that I approach
Roll big blunts while I eat my lunch
Don't trip, lil' bitch, I'ma save ya ass a roach
My shit poppin', bitch, I'm hottest

beef
Shorty gotta chance with me
Paparazzi
Seen me
Kno my name
Everybody like me
See I got you
I don't kno yo fame
Show gotti
Stop me
See I got sum pain

Lab Drunk

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

Yo I make your fragile bones rattle with babbles  chrome bowls 
Microphone arrows thrown strike like stone paddles 
To ya head  you'll be spread

right and just know that it ain't no stopping
I got intentions on leaving yo body rockin
Everybody poppin out but it's just me and you who poppin
We

Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!

(Uh)

Get Up Stand Up

Redman

After Taxes

2005

there?)
Yo, hey yo

[Chorus 2X: Sheek and Redman]
Get up, stand up - throw your hands up
All my thug niggaz throw your motherfuckin hands up
Get up, stand

All that flexin' for tha gram jus stop it
Cap one, what's in yo wallet
Got some young niggas and they love to get violent
Turn this bitch into

It ain't come with a fee

Killed bruh on his song So he ain't never drop it
Man, OG been poppin You ain't never squeeze

Ain't heard Inuyasha It's

a take her down through there

Bounce that ass,
Bounce that ass,
Bounce that ass,
Bounce it,
[4x]

She's a 5 star chick
But I'm not Yo Gotti,
I ain't

shiftin’ my young nigga rich
Don't have a thought 'bout penitentiary
Young rich nigga
Let me show you how I'm livin'
Poppin' shit, all my niggas poppin

Gangsta… Fo real tho… poppin tags … Fo real tho
I see you fake… Fo real tho…
Killed yo homie over a BITCH tho… told you that aint yo chic boi
Ion

What ?!


I’m buying the by the brick (2 Paints)
In the trap where I’m doing my shift (All Day)
Pull up get a bag and dip (Dip Dip)
If I make em mad

can't let a nigga try me
I'm hyphy, poppin' hot shit, come and find me (high tech)
Young nigga shit, that's why yo' bitch like me (ooh)
VVs and my

My Swag

Wyclef Jean

T.I. vs T.I.P. [Clean]

2007

(Tell, 'em why 'cause I) been around the world
Traveled the seven seas (and I be)
Poppin' bottles with celebrities (so you can find me)
Flyin' high,

Let Me Get It

Crooked I

Apex Predator

2013

it)
Slaughterhouse gang, Tech N9ne go and get it

Lot of molly, an out of body experience
I'm feeling kind of Gotti and all ya'll into weird events

Hoe

Yo Gotti

Progression IV: All Freestyles

2014

and a million something followers
I'm a street nigga, I'm just tryna get my dollars up
Kirko Bangz and my nigga YG
Yo Gotti, trill nigga, ask your hoe about me