Lyrics:
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People run and tellin’ the police
Bout everything they saw boy you a bitch
You told Yo Gotti I drew down on you
(Oh, for real?)
C-Bo can’t save you,
These are the only child blues
The only child blues
The only child who? yo yo yo
Back once again, hello it's yo' favorite mellow schizo
The pavement
hit the boat and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide the money in the tower
Stack blocks by the keys
L to the O to the X you'll see
a smile
When they caught 'em with a gat in
The car you beat it in trial
He don't say too much, never eager to style
Remind me of Gotti, Shyne with
they go
Round and round they go
Rather be trappin' up out of the bowl
Then to get down with a ho
I'm Yo Gotti!
Reach for my chain is suicide
And that's rea
Ooh yeah yay, Yo Gotti, Pleasure P
Let's do it, yeah
Shawty ride or die here if I'm sober or high
She know just what to do
if we on camera
I'm fucking yo bitch even tho I can't stand her
Tony Montana tony Montana
I come to make noise write it in my day planner
I put that
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
the stage
MF That's a show body
She ain't got a real job
All she do is show body
Spin the murder inc
Dj call up irv gotti
Pull up to yo bitch house
Hi nice
and Star baby pah
Def Squad be the best by far
I rock New York then Motown like
Yup, my name rings bells, bells
This year I'm confident so yo homes watch
on by
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Yo, yo, verbal seizures, coming from
(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
[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
smash your Benz windows
Detecting fake niggas signals
Yo live niggas get it too
Scarin rappers like the fed time
Gotti was acquitted to
Bloodshot red
though, know we gotta rule yo
Get in, then we win and do it all again, ho
From the floating death, to the fire of death
To a flower outside of my grave
this corner, MC Ryan D
And up next is 2Pacalypse
Yo I can rock it on a slow tip
Don't flip, cause I can do this
No shit, won't trip, ain't nothin'
It's old love, I could see the eyes up above
watchin, waitin for me to slip
lose grip, opposition got me on their list
I get freshed by Jase
he threw
Excellent, excellent, excellent
Yo, okay, okay
I'm Slidin' around, glidin' and I'm flyin
Why you pussy ass niggas be high
Yo, yo, uh, uh, uh, uh,
warrior like rembrandt
Yo some cats claim they fly but really been landed
I really can't stand it
Let me take a seat, this a Rosa Parks 'ol bum, now
warrior like rembrandt
Yo some cats claim they fly but really been landed
I really can't stand it
Let me take a seat, this a Rosa Parks 'ol bum, now
it, see
I dig in my crates, I don't perpetrates
I got shit sewn, like Billy Bathgate
Beware like Cocoa, yo I'm not a slow boat
Got so much dough I
bionic
If you think you a warrior step to the plate, I’ll leave victorious
Know I’m going up, friends and all, fam and all, no it ain’t no slowin up
I got
on new
And you can ask swift gotti
Don't shit get by me
Ask tommy showtime if I did my time
And you can ask L Dog if I ever felt y'all
And ask rock jock if
Jeffersons.
Lets begin, it began, so begun
The story of one who went from girl to woman.
From crums to slums, to laced in diamonds.
Son by guns that sound like
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