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Countin' money by the hunnids
Park the lamborghini at the summit
Either way it flip, we could run it
Never started none this shit
I just gave 'em

Let me give it to 'em
(Gotti Go) I got a whole lotta anger
Now I gotta hop out with that banger
Now I gotta treat you like a stranger
Pussy get

always get em birdies you just on par.
Slippin on the paint staying by the bar
We just spittin’ Fire call that Charizard 
Ya I'm spitting fire call me

Ova da Wudz

OutKast

ATLiens

1996

boys across the cheek with Isotoners
And went to tell yo mama and yo pop that you was a goner
Tell em Big Boi did it, I swear that nigga be rhymin'

10 Til Midnight

Tha Dogg Pound

2002

2001

clout, niggas runnin' they mouth
It's still Death Row mackin' when gangs start crackin'
Askin' all you cats in this game yo what's happenin'
Hoes talk

dollars shoes
I bought that shit
For no reason
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Had to tell em niggas
I'll see ya
When i see ya
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Bitch don't talk

pink lemoade or sherballato

Pink lemonade or sherballato tell me
What you want hoe yh i got 35s
Tenscotti by tenco or i got gotti
By backpack boys in

Ha ha yea
Uh real shit
Check it out yo

Get a grip, get it fast
More smoke, more cash dPG with the blue flag
One ratchet ho with a fat ass
Category,

One of them type of ballers on the same level as Gotti
So all you tenders, it's all to the good
So page me on the under and I'll creep through yo' hood

R.A.W.

Daz Dillinger

R.A.W.

2000

Finta get real in here (word up), don't stop, (yo yo), that nigga daz
(Uh Yeah through kurupt talking)

Uh uh uh uh uh uh, Kurupt young Gotti

Gotti told me watch em all, 
while you crawl they’ll never perdict you ball 
Now I feel like Zion 
The league awaits me to me perform 
In my debut it’s

ICONIC

Logic

YSIV

2018

Bobby will body anybody Like Gotti did Gambino, from Maryland to Reno
We know Tarantino a killer
But the Young Sinatra got you by the neck

parole still got a pole 
Be cuz I’m in something 
Bitch I do not talk on the gram 
I rather spin thugga 
Niggas always wolfin to deez hoes like they gone

(I.N.C.) need is you
There's no me 

[Nas]
I'm Blastin'
I'm Blastin'

[Ja Rule]
Ya, you talk to these n***** gotti
What up shook?
And lord knows I die
Pledge

on that tag on yo' toe

Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue

Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs

Son of a hard headed

Party Over

Mobb Deep

The Infamous

1995

em how I perform
My attitude will transform, leave you dead plus wrong
Gettin the flow within, representin for Queens
Shit is real, why you hopin that

you was real
When we started something small
Niggas flockin in your dms
And they don’t know how to talk
I gotta talk to em (Gotta talk to em)
Know

over. Aye Greg remember when we road all night. Riding round bumping on yo Gotti life. That’s back when I was KT they called you Ice Mic. You was

shotties
I’ll send a hit like I’m Gotti
Dance on a pack like I’m Scotty 2 Hotty
My niggas rich no Roddy
I’m smoking OG mixed up with Gelatti
Don’t wanna

They Don't Really Know Bout Dro

Young Dro

Best Thang Smokin'

2006

Five hundred dollar bill teach 'em 'bout Monopoly
Mansion wit the bed in it models lay on top of me
Niggaz tried droppin' me them slugs bounced off

Count all cash
Buy her Prada
Hit her pretty ass out the park
Go LA Dodger
Feel like Mookie
Feel like got em
Feel like Gotti
Feel like Fadda
F my X's
Far I

Got a lot of motion, but I'm known for the velo
I'm shootin' out the gym, HF agent zero
Snatch em' by the cape, I ain't got time for a hero
I don't know

rather pop a mag and pour they bladder
Just Watch em fade to black like they don't matter
Look, im the type to make my pockets fatter
By any means I feel

cocky
You know that she nasty her head be so sloppy
Chop this bitch up boy it feels like Karate
Bitch I'm the goat got me feeling like Ali
I am Wan Gotti