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[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
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
[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
a thump, jumped up threw on my boxers
Yo, what the fuck? All of a sudden
I saw this black motherfucker with this big ass gat
And two other motherfuckers
Yeah, ha, uh huh
You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)
Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin' nigga (gangsta shit)
Nigga Terry what's
[Verse One: Big Boi]
Under-cover, over da hills and through tha woods I go
Like green lights, a southern n**** that's comin fo' yo' throat
But not no
up
Hootie hoo slapped ya boys across the cheek with Isotoners
And went to tell yo momma and yo pop that you was a goner
Tell em Big Boi did it, I
a gang sign
Gotta glock 40 in my waist line
Just bought a new crib by the lake side
What is life like its love and I love my girl
Show up life a big spenda
Yo 
As the universe expands 
I contemplate whether it was God or the Big Bang that made man 
Sometimes I wonder how come 
We can't live without
the L the G are A P letters" 
"Sound nice" (cut and scratched) 

Rougher than Gotti in tone 
Got a body harder than Flintstone 
Your girl got her
with big plans
I love broads with big bottoms
Pistolas with big blams!
It's the world according to me
Pellewho record with a G
Like Young Gotti from
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
I got my clique ready ready for hand to hand combo 
Harms break em down rapper Noyd cut his throat 
Don swoop em up or Gotti stomp em out 
Each
[Method Man] 

This goes out 

to all the big head niggaz 

And all them big head bitches 

You know my steez o 

Yo  yo  yo  yo 

Deadly
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
on this joint so I'ma be the big wheel
Watch it Slim, hey Dad, place yo' bet on seven
Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight, one-to-the-hundred-eleventh
Hey
on this joint so I'ma be the big wheel
Watch it Slim, hey Dad, place yo' bet on seven
Peace to one-oh-six, one-oh-eight, one-to-the-hundred-eleventh
Hey
tryin' to slave the babies

Hey yo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in
Brooklyn
All this while he let the fiends cook it
The base
you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!

[1st Verse: [Silkk The Shocker & Master P]]

[Silkk The Shocker]
See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I
some blue Allstars
Passin by on them thang, it's a brown MC
Niggaz goin buffin DPG (Dogg Pound, Dogg Pound)
Niggaz mad Dogg bumpin a bank account
some blue Allstars
Passin by on them thang, it's a brown MC
Niggaz goin buffin DPG (Dogg Pound, Dogg Pound)
Niggaz mad Dogg bumpin a bank account
admire her walk, or just impress that she thick
I'm reppin' Southside ?? nigga, nigga Yo Gotti!
Bricks in the dashboard Benz big body
Royce 5'9"
admire her walk, or just impress that she thick
I'm reppin' Southside ?? nigga, nigga Yo Gotti!
Bricks in the dashboard Benz big body
Royce 5'9"
could go head up and I'll fold 'em up slow
There's a gangsta loose, callin' all cars
Just left the house in some blue Allstars

Passin' by on them
"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

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