Lyrics:
I mean it’s simple can’t fuck wit us
I got money on yo head
I don’t do my dirty work i cut off my hands
I don’t even touch the work
I pray these
to the grave
It's going down, Moe-yo, feel this here baby
[Verse 1: D-Gotti]
These blades are choppin'
And these babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud and my
and the Lord got it goin' on
Been, know to do, bad shit, I'm so heavenly, butt so devilish
If, you, live through the strangest to die from the pain, tell me
on the motor cycle
Drinkers they so delightful, blinging with so much ice
In front of sparks, body cops Dilano
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la
sandra you a naughty hoe
Giving dick appointments to bitches like you their employer
Teaching bitches how to suck on it
Mr lecturer
Damn
Yet you told me
where my bitches at what?
Yo they don't want it
This is live nigga rap
Scared, get back nigga, but if not, it's cool
Cause right here is where it's
without explanation
Please don't patrionize me, Mr. Intentional
Oh, ohhh, ohh ohhh
We give rise to ego, by being insecure
The advice that we go,
let it show
Tell me who's real
'Cos I don't know
He takes control
No moving fast
(No moving fast)
He calls me by his last
(His last)
Don't mention exes
trying play tough
Gotta keep pushing you can't last trying wait up
Thinking shit a game we on yo ass trying to play us
I'm mr fuck em up I double up I'm
Y
Yeah
Mr. Bail
Mrs. Never give a hell
Mrs. Always fucking talking but gone never show just tell
Mr. Damn
Mr. Well
Mrs. Go ahead a fail
Mr. Get away
Y
Yeah
Mr. Bail
Mrs. Never give a h***
Mrs. Always f****** talking but gone never show just tell
Mr. D***
Mr. Well
Mrs. Go ahead a fail
Mr. Get away
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
bitch ass nggas
As I hold my rifle
Black Roses
Radio
Watch it cuz I paint
Shots inside yo frame
Running with my dogs Kill dat bitch I'm inhumane
No opps
don't want it
This is live nigga rap
Scared, get back nigga, but if not, it's cool
Cause right here is where it's at
[Havoc]
Yo, when I foul out on lab
throw me straight to jail
I tell you life just ain't what it used to be
Between you and me, exclusively
Everybody's changed, were losing our minds
Gotti, bruh you could do better
Fuck it 'cause I’m on my way to the cheddar
Fuck a nigga I don’t need nobody
I’m obligated to eat by myself, when I was
and it’s double cupped yea call him MR.Mug$ a nigga that’s known for never ever giving up a nigga that’s known for never having to act tough but a nigga act
Zelle bro
Mr. Krabs, please chill. Go get a hotel yo
Cause yo quiero this place like Taco Bell bro
Cause I always treat women like Holy Grails so
When it
Ummah, Ummah, Ummah
S-A double-D-I-Q
Yo, he want to get involved with you
Mr. S-A double-D-I-Q
Yo, he want to get involved with you
Mr. S-A
Ummah, Ummah, Ummah
S-A double-D-I-Q
Yo, he want to get involved with you
Mr. S-A double-D-I-Q
Yo, he want to get involved with you
Mr. S-A
Yo
Just so you all know what time it is
It's your homeboy
Straight from the A-T
I ain't even going say the motherfucking rest
But you know
sellin'
And for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin'
But I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense
If I didn't shoot I'd be
Pulled up fish tank
Just a bit late
Hit by mistake
I'm the trap savior
I'm a trap savior
Gotti a trap savior
Give me that price I raise it up
Thats yo
Already,
Know what I'm sayin' this Birdman and this how it's goin' down,
That little youngin' Yo Gotti I certified him stamped approval
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