Lyrics:
dig it?
You fed, you dead, see red
My lead, yo head, I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me navigate
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
the super star like a Czar
In control, by far
Cruisin' like a Benz or a Jaguar
Boss your Audi, like John Gotti
So like my man whose name is
Make a move,
she yo girl with no diamonds and no pearls, if she loyal tell me how you feel it
Tell me how you feel when yo dawg playing snake behind yo back you see
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
(Air)
So these bitches they starting to strip (Strip)
Yo bitch caressing my hair (Yea)
Cuz she like how it's soft and it's slick (Aye)
Fuck wit bitches by
Yo broski
I heard them man der orochi
Pure snakes in the grass
Racks Get your head banned like shinobi
Best not side step by the gang
You lost your
yo niggas is yo partners
Know when the skin shed they might turn into impostors
Because they snakes today
They gone run up to you
They don't sneak no
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop {*hydraulic sound*} pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
Stompin' in the party,
high, high
High, high
Let's get high, high
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop
Pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
and gone niggaz gon' remember my name, 50
Yo, Black is flashy like Alpo, gun happy like Papi
Sneaky muh'fucka 'mind me of nigga that clapped me
He ain't
and then dip
Grab him by the neck Beyblade let it rip
Copy and paste it
Bitin my cadence
Laggin on latence
They always gon snake shit
I done wasted no time
Medusa gave me head
But I don't rock with snakes
You snitching we scoop ya
You walking the plank
Scurvy from too much ass
They serve like plates
You think
I would like to welcome ya'll
To the Homecoming
By the way
I go by the name of Mani Dots
They say that all is fair
When it comes to love and war
receipts and proving my points
Until I go back to redeem
Uh, Until I go back to redeem
Imma get money regardless, call me gotti
Hustle by all any means
Yeah,
Let a nigga move around like a snake Watch I slime him out, you ain't got motion
or No bitches can't step a foot inside this house
I got real niggas
ass caught on tape
This ain't New York, there ain't no escape
And Superman's just another pimp in a cape
And even if both your eyes come up snake
It's
in your life
Can you ever get with this
(DJ Paul)
Hey yo kemosabe
I got hoes smokin' weed up in the lobby
Cocaine fills my body, like gotti
Hotty
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
bitch
Pull up on party tip
I said I'm finna fuck yo bih
I bark up like an ostrich
I beat the booty with a stick
I tried to lick the Gotti whip
But
need nobody
Bitch My drip gambino yeah my flow gotti
Real ass gangster police can't stop me
If Im in yo hood then your bitch gon top me
Aye nigga don't
gotta turn these Boys II Men
Naughty By Nature, cause by nature I'm naughty
Fool, you better ask somebody
Yeah
Yo-Yo, 199-Trey
Givin' a knock-out
I gotta hear myself
Yo, look, ay, look
Niggas ain't see what I saw, a brick turn into a pot full of gold
Over that, spent my daughter first
makes a thug
Presidential fire
The same charges Gotti went through
It's mental, them open door trials sent you
White lights, cagey mics, wild press
I'm
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