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knocked down
Any nigga tattle tale, that's a spot burner
Load his body up with shells
For this hot lava
It's the mafia, I pulled up in a John Gotti
Double

Popping out with that stick
Riding around shooting out
Shooting at cancer
Popping out like I'm Santa, keep
Three hoes on the move, we prancing
Broke, down

jump out the roof
Getting money man I'm pouring a deuce
And I'm calling the plug and we bringing her through
Breaking her bricks down by two
I done two

of lies, 
Probably us, they snatched this girl, then they tied him up,

Doing dirt metal with you, 
Moving work, that's what letters get you, 
You niggas

Heavy Weighters

Buckshot

The BDI Thug

1999

[buckshot]
Clack clack clack, clack clack clack clack
Fuck wit bdb, I put a, hole in ya back
See me, it's like that, it's like this
Hit you wit

on 'em, ayy
Everybody got demons, don't it?

Ayy, the plug tryna drop fifty
I don't even want it, Ayy
Niggas wasn't on this wave until
They seen me on it

strictly insane the wrong
Montclair money in the 50 in the stripy
100 blood out into 50 I know they all fucking we (that's life)
But they was in my corner

ever since I was a kid
I can't tell you all the times, that I regret the things we did
But I feel I've paid my dues now, please don't let me flip my lid

(Glo made that beat?)

Tell brodie, "Don't run, don't trip," like (don't trip)
Every time I see the opps on clique (grrah, grrah)
Don't try

I Am a Junkee

Phunk Junkeez

Phunk Junkeez

Got it cause we give it
This is a dream and we live it 
Thrilling making a killing 
Like Gotti the sweet tooth villain 
Not gonna wait don't

nicht gut, eh
Danke, ich brauch' kein' Entzug, uh
Aber netter Versuch (hahaha), çüş, uhh
Fühl' mich wie Yo Gotti (ey)
Zwischen Kiez und Kotti (wesh)

(Damn, Quad, this shit bangin')
Nah, for shit sure, Quad (O oh)

Smokin' Trap Sauce dope
Backwood what I roll, woah, woah, woah
Used to rock Girbauds

This is the only life I know
This is the place that I call home
Nigga welcome to Brooklyn
Welcome to Brooklyn

Brownsville, Brooklyn raised me

spitting for cheddar
If the Shop fall off, that'll be the end of the South
It's up to Reck connect the dots, where Lil' J left off
I done studied the best, I

outside
My shawties, they do it for me
This thottie, she do it for me
Ah, this money, it do it for me
Mubo 100, that's me

Flexin', I'm juggin', I'm ballin'

Heart of a Hustler

Dead End Alliance

Screwed 4 Life

representative, and full time S.U to the see who it be
A paper made G, from that End who sin
Quickest way to get out, and get in this game
I got's to get wit it,

really hatin’ that
I ain’t with the face shit
One of the realest mother fuckers
Out of the day bitch what a ngga doing on
A mother fucking spaceship
You

the loot and the bread sticks
Move the wet in your section boy from Tucson to Texas
Take a sip of this oil and watch it simmer and boil
Decompose you send

Onlyfans 
Que no me va a importar
Viví tu vida, mai
Pero no vengas llorando porque alguien te hizo mal

Go-go-go-Gotti
This is the big one, baby
(Este

¿Qué pasaría?
¿Qué pasaría? (This is the Big One)

¿Qué pasaría si te digo lo que tengo gana'?
Lo que siento cada ve' que cruzamo' mirada'
Te

I'm the Don, I John Gotti shit
Catch a body wit' me or a body for me
Your bitch is hot an lonely
A stick from Wyoming
He want some smoke wit' me, I

keep the K for Gotti
Don't ride no Harley, as a kid
I learned to play with choppers
When you stackin' up this shit
Make sure you bangin' proper
When you