Lyrics:
the Beach, where the paper's long
But as for me
I only G when I'm buss'n rocks
Dogg Pound
Nigga, you know you gotta have heart
I told you niggas from
Yo you want to know somethin' I'm in a situation
Like it or not it's you, your own creation
Lendin' a leg cause you ain't too proud to beg
For
Gotti, here we go again, yo
Two two-nine and seventy-six, get off my dick, niggas I'm born
The future problem's, kicking and carrying on
Cause I
plucked
You already know what Gotti came to do
I done seen this before I'm Deja Vu
Can't fuck with that nigga if he ain't Guru
Tell em call them hoes up
well then
They act as if they don't got no sense
And I know them unda false pretense
Talk as if dem a yuh closest friends
When dem a yuh enemy and a try
can blow
Teach you everything I know
Iz dat you? Iz dat you Iz dat you
Hey yo, I done pulled her once
Girl said I pulled her too
I'm in the middle
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'
a fuck I'm
Letting niggas know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't
Give me no backtalk, yeah break North
Don't make me get my gun and
Blow your
exact,
Its a known fact,
U know I got a million dollars -
Put it in a bank,
Direct deposits always on deck,
So u know I gotta
Hook:1
Get Dat Cash, Get
goodbye (baby goodbye)
'Cause you don't want to be by (wanna be by)
The way you acting... fly (they way you acting... fly)
Girl you know you livin' a lie
[Intro: Jermaine Dupri]
Yeah, uh a one two a one two
A one two a one two
Yo yo yo yo Uh one two one two
Let me get that Uh one two uh
Ahem! Gimme the lighter, give me dat kush
Sho ma fagbo sho ma fa kanaku
If you don't give it to me, mo ma ku
I know you are a fan
But I'll be your
That tommy rip through yo body
Lil boy don't try me yo wifey
She right here by me
She on a jolly she vibing
She popping pussy she popping molly
I
the clique forever (forever)
Them three letters
Them three letters
I forgive you niggas, you didn't know no better
Good hearted Gotti (Gotti), he down
One of them type of ballers on the same level as Gotti
So all you tenders, it's all to the good
So page me on the under and I'll creep through yo' hood
'm on the side, my niggas on, so, it they get on yo' ass, I'm supportin' it
I'm too big for the bullshit, I already know it (I know it)
I know better, but, I
What I gotta do is let y'all
Niggas know I am the nicest
Once upon a crime, someone who
Was once fragile, innocent
And pure was suddenly corrupted
with car figures
Papers dial mine, clothes custom figure
Matchin' Jon Gotti to roll through customs nigga
Roll the custom built shit, I bust them clips
hot hand.
Someday I know he`s coming back to call me.
He`s goin` to handle me an` hold me so.
It`s goin` to be like dyin`, Porgy, deep inside me -
Creepin' down the back street on these
I got my glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga
down, yeah, it's goin down like that
I gets my thang in action
To live, to love, to see, to learn
Yo! tell em what's happenin!
(What's happenin?
I
the lyrics just chant it
Ya'll not seen the bigger picture so stay out my frame
I'm a menace to society cause I keep dat Kane
Know you can't believe huh
when I'm with my East coast folks locs (East coast)
Y'all know what's crack-a-lacking
I'm from the hood of the drive-bys and kidnappings,
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
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