Lyrics:
Fiend up by my side, my enemy bound to die
Got no mercy in my eyes label Gotti one of the realest
[Chorus x2]
I was born a bastard, my pops was
the gadget or you'll be gat it
Simple, the riddle, who's the monkey in the middle
What's the goose, um!
So let me cut his neck loose yo
I keep it positive
Steeze flyin' off the roof
VIP with hundred dollar bills
Flyin' off the roof
So I got behind her, to see if I fit there
Yo go tell Gotti there's a
Five
(ice)
Cuz your body wanna move you know
Uptight, just loosen up
Macdaddy with the juice you know
Sippin' on a Duck-Duck-Goose you know (ahh)
Yo
Let's get this money, yeah, nigga. Uh
Yo, hey yo
Wallos is crisp, the duffle bag got a straight mill
Black Gotti's dice 'em off in the grill
Party
I switch
To some fly shit, like some silk suits by Paul Smith
And purchase some kicks by Kenneth Cole
Cop a Hilfiger, or Polo goose, for when it's
dissed by your ghost writers
"My stuff is cold" it's colder than a ghost rider
My bad yo, cus' even ghost writers wouldn't write that shit
Cappin' your
Jasmine and Jeniffer
Jaw bone in, Jessica come runs by the messenger
They all know when it come to the hoes
I get em down and they on under clothes, in them
I'm tryna go make it out I'm with the team
She giving me mix of emotion it seem
I'm in the yo like I'm Gotti I'm free
I'm in the yo
Buying a coat
I
and who's the narcs
It's a lot of niggas out trying to prove they hard
'Til you hit they cousin up, and make them move they aunt
Yo, I would wild out
[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
concerts
I heard yo mans got beat up by the bouncer
I ain't gon lie that could never be me
Play with your life pussy boy you gon see
Come on let's see if I
tell 'em, manifest this
Not righteous, but might just, make you wanna listen
Yo I'm Elvis with the words of wisdom
This time there was three
One,
K-Blaze on the beat
(Kainan baby)
You can't catch a rolling stone
You tryna' bring down the nation by causin' confusion
Illusion
Infusion and all
tell 'em, manifest this
Not righteous, but might just, make you wanna listen
Yo I'm Elvis with the words of wisdom
This time there was three
One,
This is my life
When I hop on stage they all wanna talk
One by one, they all on my jock
Stop! Don't be mad
Which one of you is coming to my pad?
above
When I rap, people clap, so the pushers they shove
When I rhyme I get loose, better than Mother Goose
Rock the mic day and night, so you see I'm
they get together it's just how we do
Together now forever forever true
All the things that I done in my lifetime
Two 9's by my waistline, lifeline
You
Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!
(Uh)
And what I have to say (J. Dean Bitch!) pay attention bae Yo!
Take a look at me now an up and coming boss
Faked the hook with the cross you know I'm dipped
up for my Flacko flipping packs of the Flakka
Money on my mind, like Medulla Oblongata
They be out in Amsterdam, modern John Gotti's
Shorty hit me
(Where are you goin' to) Uh
Aye yo what's goin' on y'all (nothin') whats up?
It's a few things you should know so let's touch up (okay)
I was once one
up
You can bet I come diggin' you up
Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus
[king just]
Tiger uppercut, yo, what the fuck?
A lotta you rappers, adapt me, so you better duck down
Check out the sound that pound
Rugged raw rap
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