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like the love coming from the blocky

I don't feel nobody
I don't feel nobody
I'm like who are you
I don't know yo like Gotti
I don't feel nobody
I do

I'm rapping now it ain't a joke
I see Girls fuck with me like Gotti
Every time they see me they like yo
I been making money way before the only thing is

(Had to take it again man, one more time we do perfection of here)
(Cail)
(Flyy Guy)
(Cause you know i got that work out)
(I'm in the gym baby I

Chuckwick

Bushwick Bill

Little Big Man

1992

to rumble well get up shit
If you buck you get fucked by that nigga named Chuckwick
Aw shit my nigga Ganksta Nip in the motherfuckin' house
Yo Nip say

a shot through his Apple Watch
He ain't have no time to speak
I wanna say "Free AB!"
A nigga who showed you respect from the gate
My love go out to him

on to the fresh one
This diamond on my finger, yeah that is the F1
They call me Ahli Ahli
Walking out the bank, thumbs up, John Gotti
Yo bitch wanna fuck Ahli
Yo

City Streets

Spice 1

Spice 1

1992

funny
By any means necessary I must make my money
If niggas try to fade me, I pull out my nine
And pop-pop-pop-pop a nigga from behind
In this world

Peace to My Nine

Spice 1

Spice 1

1992

hearin' shots ring out 12 o'clock at night
A car full of dead niggas in the midnight
Because it gave the cops a reason just ta shoot 'em up
But now they

em bleed
I call up BG he gone make yo ass believe
I remember back when they ain’t believe me at first
Drag my name thru the mud and tried to leave it

I'm curious bout yo life
See yo decisions got you wrestling
Our mind been out shape since we started taking all this medicine
Sometimes I feel ok
Other

niggas so live, why the fuck would I care
When that lambo flow by, y'all suckas gon' stare
And all them haters gon' hate
Fuck them, 'cause all them hoes

Lemme tell how the really real Brooklyn gets down

In the 70's and 80's there were lots o' dead bodies
BK was full o' gangsters like gambino and gotti
You

school) Perfecting my craft in the 'Yo not talking bout Gotti
I'm in my zone with this shit
(My shit) They say I'm in first like the Aid Kit
(First aid)

Cocaine

Young Cash

Best Thing Smokin', Vol. 9

2007

a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,

it by myself but you know Aj he got aim too
I could make one call and call up Clanzz cause he gon' bang too
Man who the fuck put Heem and Kaygo Gotti

Yo I'm on some grown man shit, mentally another level
My crew we all gods and we snuffing out devils
Move calm and collected, walk with a purpose

overseas
My nigga Snoop from the Pound
Put me in the game
With a sweet chocolate brown
Ass beating by the Pound
To the sound of my ride
Gotti opened up

to play, no games
You don't really wanna play, no way
We don't really come to play, no games
We call an lik de shots, out here
We call an lik de shots, out

Ain't nobody cook'n though
A section full of them bitches
That Yo Gotti Look'n foe

Yeah that's them 5 stars
The get money drive cars
They got them bang'n

Violent

2Pac

2Pacalypse Now

1991

find out where it's comin' from
Look through our history, America's the violent one

Unlock my brain, break the chains of your misery
This time

need nobody
Bitch My drip gambino yeah my flow gotti
Real ass gangster police can't stop me
If Im in yo hood then your bitch gon top me
Aye nigga don't

out in Canada
That's Trudeau
I ain't never lied in my prime
How I minister the flow is unknown
They don't know where it's comin' from
Like phone calls

Yo, what's up yo? This is Nore, nigga
Yeah, let me know when y'all comin out here
so I can y'all some gats immediately
The minu-The minute y'all

biz, you don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is a forte
Each and every day, true player way
I can't get her out of my