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[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
what??

Aww Heavy
Ya don't stop
That's what they call me boo, that's what they call me
[Singer] Keep on comin' (keep that comin')
[Singer] Keep it
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
go!)

Young Money (swish swish, aww I got them upset)
Yo!
Pink Ferragamo sliders on deck
Silly rap beefs just get me more checks
My life is
?)
Cash Money is aww hyea, ain't it man? (Ain't it man?)
New whips sick, ain't it man? (Ain't it man?)
That nigga there, he a snitch there, ain't he man
Irv Gotti
Game back on his shit, I'm enemies with everybody
Game cook crack, transform to Yayo
The new Suge Knight nigga, minus the K, yo!
I keep
Man what you need man?
Yo' bitch ass always come around here wit this whole 
Three dollar two dollar five dollar hit shit
Nigga come around here
you'll taste a milkshake-uh
Lyrics I am hummin, when they see me comin
Suckers they... aww shit, hold up man
	
This the wrong motherfuckin' page
Yo, I block the bronze, the Kid Golden Arms
I tear by shorty, with the Iron Palm of Dragon Breath
Burn through your body, you see about
A head Gotti
[Talking: Yo Gotti]
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...Survivor
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...I'm a young nigga, money and power
I'm a North Memphis
[Intro: Big Moe]
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side
with soul" [Kane]

[Scoob] 
Yo Cut man, yo whats up with them pretty young skins out there 
Man whats up? 

[Mister Cee] 
I don't know man, they
tight, hold it tight
C'mon man this is serious, this for the movie
Aww man, y'all some lousy singers
Alright fellas, knock it off, knock it off, break
serve is real superb
And I'll be right back with part two of this funky rhyme G

Haha, yeah boy

Yo Red, I don't wanna flow no more man
Y'all go
to get you
can't no love be in yo heart
by the way fuck these hoes too
you know they just as devious as negros
that ho don't love yo ass
damn fool if you
Bitch!
Brick city, yo
Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you
Can I dance?
Oh, oh, oh, aww shit!
Big Boi, Big boi

What if everything you ever knew or known was lost
The needs tend to freeze you when you
the fairest bitch in all the land?
Damn, man, this bitch is a Stan
Muah, muah, the generous queen will kiss a fan
Ass goodbye, I'ma be riding by
I'ma tell
to a grown man 
Ya gotta take responsibility for ya own man 
Zonin, two blunts a mornin, by sunrise sometimes 
I love to hear my woman moanin, it's on again
man;
 now tell me what the fuck is goin on here"
Come on motherfuckers, come on
"Looks like the competition stopped by
to pay us a little visit,
man;
 now tell me what the fuck is goin on here"
Come on motherfuckers, come on
"Looks like the competition stopped by
to pay us a little visit,
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
"Yo you can keep asking them fuckin' questions all fuckin' day man
I told you what, I told you what the fuck happened man
Told your partner
and a MC scooped me up
Aiiyo, I got the ? I usually does
Young Gotti in the back seat fucked up cous'
Man it's ashame how my gang-gang-bang
No disrespect