Lyrics:
CIR-CIRCLES
AROUND THIS..!
VERSE:
YO
I COULD PUT
BULLETS
ALL OVER YOUR BODY
RED POKE-AH-DOTS,
THERE ALL OVER
LIKE SPOTTING
NO I'M NOT GANGSTA
OH NO
I'M
nawf
People run and tellin’ the police
Bout everything they saw boy you a bitch
You told Yo Gotti I drew down on you
(Oh, for real?)
C-Bo can’t save you,
bang
One thang n***as get around me and they tuck chains
With 30 in that b***h its guaranteed to bust brains
Posted at the spot wit some m**********n'
Shawty do u wanna roll with me,
Walkin gotti, like we MOB ye ye
Flight to cali, u should fly with me,
Diamonds dancing on yo jewelry
(they dancing)
I
the kitchen, you know I be gettin'
I'm flippin' them benjis
Run wit' the pack then I'm cuttin'
Yo' throat, before I buy coke
I gotta get quote
Breads by
bad God turn dem into blessing
I don't care if you feel bad
'Cause Jesus gotti my back
I'm hold on to His promise
The cornerstone that holds me
Sunga
Hahaha, uh
See, to live is to suffer
But to survive
Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get
Edison
Yeah chicken stand by for exposure
Shut your house down foreclosure ya in cold blood
(Yo 'cause) Shut the power out in your house
Cut the phone
Yo Fab what up nigga
Funeral Service, Killa Season, Slime Flu
Lot of shit going on
Let's get ready to go in though
Huh, I said, ice in
afford to get a pink Bugatti
"Yo Nick, didn't you just do a hit with Gotti?"
That too, but my niggas send hits like Gotti
It's a wrap, like the things
(grandma)
Take away, pain ain't easy (pain)
That's why I fire up a bleezy (fire)
Niggas not cappin' this season
Offset
The coupe came imported (hey)
was there when you needed love and affection
Nobody tryna get you to act right like yo gotti it go down in the dm girl you copy
It was clear that yah
double i'll triple the pack
Sold alotta shit but never crack
Call me yo gotti i got that sack Ms. run down yo shit but i've never ran track
You give him
or no clucker, but ready to hustle
With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders
Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
Cause cowards despise, soldiers we
Trapping seven days in the same clothes
I done did that
What you wish you had in yo bank I done spent that
If we aint talking bout a check n***a I
it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted
Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that loud
Gold tooth shine
it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted
Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that loud
Gold tooth shine
[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
and lean ya
My bitch is cocked to bang men in Virginia
Don't make me run up on ya, put a few in ya
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah, yo, Murder's outlaw, that
My bitch is cocked to bang men in Virginia
Don't make me run up on ya, put a few in ya
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yo, Murder's outlaw, that guess I
a reminder
None of us talking that drama
Don't entertain it I put that on mommas
Not mine but shit it's on somebody momma
One with the Zoe's I be popping my
where my bitches at what?
Yo they don't want it
This is live nigga rap
Scared, get back nigga, but if not, it's cool
Cause right here is where it's
something to eat
Gotta watch yo head around them ways cause n****s play for keeps
Street Sweep so you better keep ya chrome
If not ya life gone be a classic
I do not give a fuck (A fuck)
I just played some keys and some strings that I plucked (I plucked)
If you caught slippin' by me that sucks ( That's
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