Lyrics:
[D-Gotti]
Throw yo, hands in the air
Wave em side to side, like you just don't care
[Big Moe]
I wanna know, if
Y'all sip, purple potion
[D-Gotti]
Where they
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
Classic, Young Gotti gangsta, gangsta
Look, swallow your pride and then eat a dick
Make the Ruler's apologize you
Ain't ruling the shit
I'm Rick
You niggaz just don't get it do you?
Young Roscoe the sodo
YA, Dogg Poung, Kurupt Young Gotti
Yeah, started November 23, 1972 and 83
[Hook]
Put me
that, nah I mean?
We doing this shit straight gangsta style, Gotti style, nigga (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Fuck yeah
Ja seen the torture, the high class,
gon' bubble tonight
Let's hit the bar and get right
If you feel it, (raise your glass to the sky)
Let's get it crackin' tonight
Alright, all night
This is, this is, this is
Cook Cool n Dre
Ain't nobody seeing this right here, we see nobody
I know you came to party so (oh) get up on yo feet
you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!
[1st Verse: [Silkk The Shocker & Master P]]
[Silkk The Shocker]
See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I
bitch
The Embassy Suites
We takin turns tossin a bitch
Who I be? Yo Gotti
Ain't scared of nobody
Clique tight wit my people
Totin' a desert eagle
You roll
the freaks (let's go)
You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk
The way that we talk, cocky, the state of New York (that's right)
Hot now top down
the floor so a nigga really crip walkin
Boutta bag Jansport sittin next to me
I'm not gon right my wrongs unless you writing checks to me
Please check yo
Taylor's in that stash
By that 7-45 beamer
And the way you give back shots
Like Venus and Serena
Have a nigga on stage gangsta leanin', oooh
If ever you
What, nigga, Black [censored] Fam
Y'all don't fuckin want it, you heard
Listen up
Bitch either ride or collide with me, this side right
You
realest nigga in it (I am)
Free my dogs i swear to God it been a minute
Yo, it's Boosie and Gotti
Niggas know we go retarded for money we fuck up the check
black, gangsta what the hell you think?
Def Squad baby baby, +Double Trouble+ "Wild Style"
My gun goes - BLAOW BLAOW - soundin like an M-80
And those comin
Finta get real in here (word up), don't stop, (yo yo), that nigga daz
(Uh Yeah through kurupt talking)
Uh uh uh uh uh uh, Kurupt young Gotti
on the board
Is you motherfuckers hearin'? (hearin)
They send us off to war
Kill our kids and got paid to America
Open yo' eyes
(for real) these niggas played
multiple bitches
It's a new law keep a hold of yo riches
Dumb nigga don't spend it as soon as you get it and recognize I'm a captain you a lieutenant
the goons
Sellin' out the club
Fish scale tour
Ain't what you thought it was
This bitch is sold out (4x)
[Verse 1]
This Yo Gotti
Mic check 1, 2
I love you
Yeah, you know what it is right?
You'kno’m'sayin', Mic Messiah
JuJu Mob nigga
I’ll smack that trucker hat the
Fuck off ya head man yo, this nigga
To each is own, beats keep it authentic
Baggin bodies wit it, Gangsta chick!
[Irv Gotti (Vita)]
Yeah that's right Gangsta Chick (uh, uh, uh, uh)
What
[Trick Daddy]
And the winner is, Trick Diesel
Facemob
My nigga Baby, ha ha
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
[Chorus]
You know me, 'T' double, you
from the 'bridge so you know where I'm from
The little, project nigga, I gets no bigga
Yo, my crew is buck so motherfuck how you figure
Step the fuck
the wall trick
If you got some manner
Gangsta walk yo ass over
Pump in tha banner yea!
It'll be fabulous if you leave
'cause I'm tryin to stomp your
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