Lyrics:
?uestion, yo Rubber Bandz Square Roots
take it home
Pass the what? (Pass the popcorn)
Another one's comin around
It looks like another one's comin
Pah!
Pass the what? (Pass the popcorn)
It looks like another one comin around
Black Thought, you know I gotta get down, bust it, yo
Honey,
Nigga
So you better make way
'Cause we comin' for niggas
Got guns?
We ain't runnin' from niggas
I know you heard that
[Gotti]
My real b****es!
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know
taste it, you taste it, you comin' right back.
Comin' right back yeah you comin' right back fo' da,
Cocaine.
Y-O-G-O-T-T-I, fuck nigga play wit me
See me comin
Bitch you won't see me comin
I've been aggravated
Past impatience
Scatter brained for half the day from flangellation
These lines I divide
taste it, you taste it, you comin' right back.
Comin' right back yeah you comin' right back fo' da,
Cocaine.
Y-O-G-O-T-T-I, fuck nigga play wit me
the pain
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know
We comin down bald fades, not afros
[Verse 3: Key-C]
Now we chilling, now we just leaning
And we
the pain
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know
We comin down bald fades, not afros
[Verse 3: Key-C]
Now we chilling, now we just leaning
And we
You aint just hear about what happened to Dolph
Yo Gotti
I'm knockin all my opps out the field
Young niggas sick young nigga ill
All of my niggas united
Under-cover, over the hills and through the woods I go
Like green lights, a southern nigga that's comin fo' yo' throat
But not no guillotine see, we be them
times, puff puff pass
Big Snoop, big Daz young Gotti, get it Gotti
Somebody in here smellin like hot karate
And that’s the way you comin up in this
No
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
it's your birthday
Where that new Jeezy CD? Put on that Yo Gotti
I'm diggin in your coochie
While we're listenin to Gucci on a rap song
Me and you
it's your birthday
Where that new Jeezy CD? Put on that Yo Gotti
I'm diggin in your coochie
While we're listenin to Gucci on a rap song
Me and you
to get high
And supply what you need
Mr postman comin' through with all the mail
What you need? I got for sale
On the stairwell to Hell
(AY! Get yo' hand
Nigga
So you better make way
'Cause we comin' for niggas
Got guns?
We ain't runnin' from niggas
I know you heard that
[Gotti]
My real b****es!
Nigga
So you better make way
'Cause we comin' for niggas
Got guns?
We ain't runnin' from niggas
I know you heard that
[Gotti]
My real b****es!
and prayers askin' of you
Well, guess what baby, I've got some good news
I had a talk with my boss
I took some time off
I'm comin' home for Christmas
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
or a man?
I really don't care ta stand but Fifty you gon' get shot again
by the M-U-R-E-D-R INC, I'm tha rappa that sings,
totes guns an' blades. An' these
I thank God for my children, all the cars all the women
We gangstas! And there ain't a day that by
A Hustlah! Don't look back and reflect on his
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
(comin' back to the place I love)
Gone too long
I'm comin' home (comin' back to the place I love)
I'm comin' back to Manila
Yo yo yo yo
I say, babalik ako
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