Lyrics:
Yeah best said by homeboy willie d
Triple cross to mexico
[willie d]
I don't fuck with you
[scarface]
That's some smooth hidin'
Lowdown dirty
I be on fire like my name Yo Gotti
Learned how to hustle keep sum guap in my pocket
Stayin true to myself yea I keep dis shit honest
When I fuccd
up, yo, yo, grab that nigga, grab him (come here, come here)
Oh shit, move, son, move, move, move, damn, damn
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, yo, yo
Yo
up, yo, yo, grab that nigga, grab him (come here, come here)
Oh shit, move, son, move, move, move, damn, damn
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, yo, yo
Yo
"Well it's the Funk Docta Spock.."
"Meth-Tical.."
"Biggie.. Biggie.." (mmmhmmmmmm)
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. (yo c'mon Big) uhh..
Fuck that, I preach
Stomping in the party
Kurupt, Young Gotti
I'm fucking something in this bitch
Hit 'em with some gangsta shit
Put something in your mouth bitch real tasty
I'm
Niggas watching what i say on internet they trolling me. Not bothered by it
Cuse that shit is really old to me.
Shake and bake like Ricky Bobby
(Shake
If you ain't talkin money, I charge by the hour
cnd f*ck yo baby daddy, that boy is a coward
Started from the bottom but I'm up now
Say the wrong
trash, get in that bag
Snuggle up or hop yo ass right in
That box like double dutch
You can't fuck wit' us
I say "us" talkin' everybody that's
Real with
to day
Countin' money, man that's day to day
I've been trappin', man that's day to day
I've been grindin' man that's day to day
You be talkin' shit
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, Leroy
one for my man, so ill shits match
Runnin' around all crazy twistin' hunnies back
And breakin' niggaz that come to gamble with small stacks
Really
shit
Why you pillow talkin'? That's ho shit
Nigga, you a geek, still talkin' 'bout me fucking yo' bitch
I can't lie, can't lie
I got a bunch of bad
Why you ask me that?
You just can't fuck with me, you know what I'm sayin'?
You gotta keep yo' mouth close
Nigga solid to this shit, for real, for
couple of guns
The funds wasn't the issue, it was other shit
That had me flippin' on my brother's shit
Stealin' from my mother's shit
Cry by myself, I
Yea.....that's right
Hardy Boys shit...uh huh
Smoke a Winston to this shit nigga
Word up bout to fuckin' throw ya head up, Yea
Yo, yo he got his
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, Leroy
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (I'm Yo Gotti)
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men
girl
Come into my world
38127, shady vista by the stairs
Y O slash G O slash T T I slash
Get up on yo ass
W W W slash dot Gotti slash dot com
Check out
a thang blast at ya
'Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor
These dudes are ho's from screws to toes
They choose to go bass ackwards
I'm Yo Gotti
[Gotti]
Yo Boo, Irv Gotti
Black, and BJ outta
Wit the f*** up here man
shit done hit the fan
Let's do dis shit man
Fo' real
[Boo]
Let's do
[Gotti]
Yo Boo, Irv Gotti
Black, and BJ outta
Wit the f*** up here man
shit done hit the fan
Let's do dis shit man
Fo' real
[Boo]
Let's do
And Hollin Loud Foul Talkin Bout Some Crack
Clown Ass Nigga Tryin To Have Me Down Bad In A Cell
Talkin Bout Some Shit I Use To Have But I Tryin To
Go That Rout
to the grave
(Straight from the motherfuckin cradle to the grave!)
Yo, it's the real drama kills, nobody moves, stand still!
Bottle you! Drop that ass off in
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