Lyrics:
niggas man
Them niggas just be poppin' off, my nigga
Namsayin'
A lotta on yo dick tho, namsayin
It's a lotta niggas out here rappin' my nigga
But you
[E-40]
Elite alloy candy coated custom paint
Verizon wireless phone
Jacob watch with interchangeable bands and five time zones
Tryin to holla
Waiting around a crew of thugs
That parade in blue and yelling 'cause
(Whats up? 'Cuz)
Ate by selling drugs
'38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose
KATALAMBANO
Intro: Ye, Ye, Black Urban, Xantipo, Aeileon, Black Xan
1st Verse:
What’s the problem? Everybody Rocking/ Kawasaki’s zooming by me/
Playas Tryin To Holla At Her
Just Soon As She Go To The Bathroom, playa I'm Goin Holla At Her
A Dog On The Prowl When I'm Walkin Through The Mall
If I
business keep it skrait
Ion know you bro, why you wan throw schmuck upon my name
I'm the Gotti man, master of the trap and outer space
Im on mercury yo bitch
'em with a rhyme (huh)
Remix time (remix) ah dutty yeah, yo
Spliff Star (Spliff), Flipmode squad (ha)
Kill dem with a rhyme (come on), ah dutty yeah
yo' ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row! BIATCH! Ha ha hahaha!
A yo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga
And you know how we do it
by day Day by day
近づいているの
Step by step Step by step
覚悟して待ってて
遠い暗い細い道を
ただ真っ直ぐに走るだけ
Holla! Bad Boys兄ちゃん達も
Sexy Ladies達も
このSwag lika diamondってこたぁ
分かっとるて
First of all, platinum, five months
Holla you know I go away for two months
and the
Riff raff come back with this bullshit
Man this what
Y’all come
taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got chicks in the living room
on another million
Get up, get you some money, get the fuck up out from yo' feelings
I had a harder way of livin' and now the stars are up on the ceilin'
at (dollars at)
So when I holla at you, holla back (holla back)
Everyday we be off the chains
Ain't nuttin' different, parkin' lot pimpin'
Yo, aiyyo I dip
[Intro: Big Moe]
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side
time is near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By
niggas give it up (Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(Lil' Cease)
Yo, yo!
When it's on it's on, writing's on the floor
Guts in his bed, the blood's on us all
Shawty said her dream is to get cuffed by a real nigga
Sorry couldn't please you i been hiding two or three bitches from ya
Where a nigga from when
out
Out in wild, wild Winnebago
Shit, we out here wild'n out, out here wilding out, out here wilding out
Out in wild, wild Winnebago, holla at me
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
Zaga, Zaganaga, You hear she moans? Boom!
Aye yo Monica won't you help me and Timb
Change dis shit up again, yeah hit'em
Ooh you turn me on, so boy
Weezy F, fuck hoes
It's truck the world
It's truck yo girl
It's Trukfit by the truck load, biatch
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop
Crashed the Bugatti (skrrt-skrrt)
Crashed the Bugatti (skrrt)
QC murder ain't no Gotti (QC)
Shh, don't tell nobody (ayy)
We ain't tryna rob, that's just
on the top
Copper heads on the bottom
9 millimeter, gimme gun fever
Cold cold drink, Arm got it by the litre
(what else?)
Holla at ya dog, realest hustler
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