Lyrics:
[Goldie Loc]
Give it up, give it up nigga, you know what's happenin
Lil Goldie Loc'll keep the DoggHouse crackin, lackin
We usin dubs for
combat
Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, stickin' up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten
I'm chief homie, bitch, so you know that I got say so
Whatchu say?
Everybody know what the fuck goin' on, NLE Choppa, nigga (bitch)
Shotta Flow 3
mother fuckin' boyz
In the club tonight, we don't give a fuck
If we gotta run the fuckin' fight
Especially with them mother fuckin' boys over there
You
on the run
I'm a low down
Mister fly by night
Baby slow down
I'ma fuck you right
I sure don't wanna hurt no one
So, don't tell me you love me
Don't
mighty possessive
Lil' Wayne could not have found him a better successor
Every shot you see them take at me? They all contested
Allen Iverson shoe deal,
a ho all on your grill if he ratting
For talking when you not in
The game like John Madden
Bye bye ass, drive by past you
See you with my ho, I just ride
Lil Boat let's go you
OG Parker, oh damn big Rich, Lil Boat, King
Rich, uh, woah, woah, woah
3600 that's in my left pocket
Young nigga ballin' John
(believe me)
Get beat (beat), 'cause I'm flexin' 'Rari's (skrrt)
You can bet on me (skrr, skrr, hey, hey, hey)
Tater tot, fuck niggas on my radar watch
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Yeah I do whatever I please, uh
You cannot see me like John Cena
Put that lil bitch on her knees, uh
fashion
I'm with Zeek and you know he's tryna get it
Saw him once and we knocked off, his fitted
Ain't gotta ask, lil' bitch, you know who did it
I walk in
image no sean john cologne no deodorant my odor strong,
Would I fuck these red bones if I ain't have my bread long,
Rewind my lifetime you prolly
dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And you're asking me for my
spawn
All your eggs then you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract that freaky nigga
I'm ad rock and I shock and I tick and I tock
And I can't
trying to get my money right
So you could kick it with baby, but get your mind right
What the fuck is up, you messing with a G
Warren to the L to the be
right, I'm bitter
You muhfuckin' right, I'm triggered
You muhfuckin' right, I
Wanna fuck you right now (hmm)
I just turned the lights out now
Bundles
Move just like Jason
Bitch, don't test my patience
Bitch, money my odor
I ball, check my floater
Gold grill in my mouth and
My bitch by my
Lil' Johnny or lil' John?
Lil' Johnny, you're lil' Johnny
Lil' Jah, yeah lil' Jah
Lil' Jah? Yeah i'm lilttle Jah
Do you really wanna fuck with me
to flashin' shit up like a camera
That phone ring, I'm baggin' shit up but I ain't trappin' her
You been at their throat lil' dawg, I ain't mad at ya
This
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
you
We smashin' nigguhs by the hour
I'll send my dog to dog you, you're dog food
My son'll blam you for a
Half ounce of dog food
Yeah, that's my lil
I'ma get by
Hit 'em with the Tek Nine
Better quit lying
Best not disrespect mine
Cause I got it
Said, Lil bitch I got it
Straight to the grave, I gun
I just wanna fuck bad bitches
All them nights I never had bitches
Now I'm all up in that ass bitches
Mad at your boyfriend, ain't 'cha?
You
combat
Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, stickin' up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten
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