Lyrics:
Strawberry Gary, dodgin' potholes so elusive
Yo bitch been out here cheatin', cause you always got excuses
Teach my young nigga's a lesson, but I ain't never
Dese niggas can't kill me
You niggas some pussies
They send out some bullets
I send them back to em
Word round the city that young nigga strapped
It was a slug, drug, he pressured everybody on the block
Some niggas know him as the Godson of Gotti
And his black partner, he was scared to speak
This nigga to give it all to me with the cut
Get the door
Yo whats up? What you need?
Hmm? Yeah
I'm out
Hop in the '6-3 Chevy, countin
breakin' bones
Believin' that I ain't wrong
Introducin' yo shows
And a strong Whomp! Whomp!
[Chorus: x2]
Young niggas dyin' n my city
And I ain't
the field shit
Young Nigga get out to feelings
Young nigga I ain't feelin
I just be sellin and stealin
Just a nigga from the 541
All my niggas got drums
Pull
that bitch and I raise the roof
Niggas be cappin', they rat in they raps
I'm Yak Gotti, Slatt Gotti, got the proof
Big black Drac', I call that
a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas (Shh)
Big stepper, we'll stomp
deal wit me (wit me)
Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Don't get this shit confused (fused) we was neva
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la costra nostra, someone close approach ya
They'll toast ya gopher, bread loaf with shofer
Old coke they
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
niggas won't shoot me
You couldn't play your part and got cast out the movie
Young nigga big motion so watch how you moving
No cap in my rap if you think
So if you look at me wrong I'ma do yo' ass
Uh, Gucci Mane, I'm the bread and butter
Run trap, sell crack, nigga spread your hustle
Uh, pockets
past ugly, play with me that shit gon' get disgustin' (ugh)
My young niggas lay on you 'til they muddy and musty (stinky)
It be fun and games 'til your
livin' this life
Man, it's 2020 out here
Niggas out here thuggin', but
Shit, man, nigga
If he thuggin', don't be cryin' about the pills and all that,
(OTM Ruger) Verse 1:They Like Ruger boy you gone end up just like yo daddy but fuck that Im thuggin way harder than my daddy me n savage just like
killa
But nigga don't push me
I'll have them young niggas Layin in your bushes
I'll have them young niggas
Laying in your bushes
Niggas be sneak dissin
fine, hard to look in your eyes
With a big ol' booty, it's yo ass fault (ass fault)
Told a nigga I know your kind
If you came on my side, woulda robbed
Bolo Bolo crank that shit up yep
Haha you already know what it
Is nigga
Cru Up
We got that
We tryna get it nigga 409 shit bmt
Yo zay whats
Aye
Most of you niggas ain't thuggin
A lot of you niggas be bitches
Shots at yo fitted
All of my niggas is gifted
The way that we move make you think
fucker (Still thuggin)
You know The Outlawz in this bitch (hahah.. it's on)
[Napolean - Verse 1]
Once again
Another fat nigga fried
Do a drive-by if you
(Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up?
Blackchild what up?
I'd like to welcome all my niggas
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout to all
[master p]
Uuuunnnngggghhhh! just a young nigga hangin with the thugs
From the ghetto so a nigga learned to slang drugs,
From ozs, to flip keys,
Eye blood
This nigga to give it all to me with the cut
Get the door
Yo whats up? What you need?
Hmm? Yeah
I'm out
Hop in the '6-3 Chevy, countin
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