Lyrics:
on the side, my niggas on, so, it they get on yo' ass, I'm supportin' it
I'm too big for the bullshit, I already know it (I know it)
I know better, but, I
[Intro: N.O.R.E.]
Yeah niggas, yeah
Uhhh, that's what I'm talkin 'bout right here niggas
That's what I'm talkin 'bout right here Gotti
This what
a housewife
When you know everybody know you a body
Got me a pistol, I got me a shotty
I be posted up in the yo like Gotti
How you gon' send a nigga like me
I'm popping gottis yo gotti
bitch I'm getting money like Yo gotti
I got it
And they watching
Yea they watch for me
Watching on my channel
Like i'm
your younging get it done for 15k
When you see them drums filled up with them hollows turn yo ass to td jakes
When i hit that number i'm take the mob
featuring Dr. Dre
Kurupt:
Check it out
Here's a penny for your thoughts a nicklebag of bliss
An M 16 with eighteen clips
I'm
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
created by a needle
Jet black eyes baby they stare while you sleep
When your Titanic sinks I'm the one you gon' meet
Hearing terrified screams they surround
Sing
I don't know to tell the truth
If I'm pressed for doe, I got to consoul Irv Gotti y'all
Heads got to roll
I was raised to live, Lord I pray
Gotti, here we go again, yo
Two two-nine and seventy-six, get off my dick, niggas I'm born
The future problem's, kicking and carrying on
Cause I
bodies, killin' everybody like John Gotti
Now run up and get gun up the slack black
I'm hittin' blackjack in the casino when I mack slap
What you want
don't mind spending time with a hustlah
Yo gotti, M down, Lil' Monster and
You get it right how bout you be his wifey and
We cock whips move bricks in
up in the valet in a lemonhead Phantom
Yeah, I'm big Gotti, never sleepin' on the business (wake up)
Callin' all the gangsters to the front, perfect
Thats how I'm coming
Dressed in designer
Im feeling like Gotti
Yea im ballin
Ballin like Jordan
Maybe im harden
Im very important
Fifty thousand dollars
on that tag on yo' toe
Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed
(talking, Gotti I always hear you talking
About this Studio B shit
What the fuck is all that shit)
Well let me tell ya you know I'm saying
You know
Put the fuckin mic on
Mic is on?
Joe Crack the Don, uh
Yeah, yeah, y'all
Irv Gotti
What's love?
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
It should be
my lobby (fuck out my lobby)
Making music is one of my hobby's (one of my hobby's)
Rake this shit up, I feel like Yo Gotti (feel like Yo Gotti
on black mamba crown on, Bob Marley
Wrist on Yo Gotti fox
Ma' don't you call me too late for sorry
Your life like ‘The Truman Show’
Likes on your IG
That
My spy boy saw you spy boy sittin' by the fi-yo
My spy boy told your spy boy, "I'm gonna set you flag on fi-yo."
I said, "Hey now," "Hey now,"
nothin' but that Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, took shit from nobody
I got a bad bitch from Vogue
Told her strike a pose
Step
Put the fuckin mic on
Mic is on?
Joe Crack the Don, uh
Yeah, yeah, y'all
Irv Gotti
What's love?
Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad
It should be
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
I'm like Gotti to him, I throw the shotty to him
Niggas don't want it with L, they like, "Anybody but him!"
Where Brooklyn at?
Yo, BK don't play
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