Lyrics:
Let me sit back & reflect on my memory
Can't name a nigga who bitching me
Raised by my mother but no ain't no bitching me
Most of these niggas be
of the hood, niggas handling plastic
Gotta watch ya head and not get popped with lead
And watch ya bread, not get popped by Feds
Anyway we gonna be in
you fear me
And fear is better than respect, y'all niggaz hear me?
If I smack the shit outta this nigga
His man over here be like, "Yo what? Nigga
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
by that nigga
Then go to tha five
Bye bye lil nigga
I'm high for ah hi
You still tryna jugg off
Ah 3 to 5
When the hood cry
That mean somebody
Yo once a pimp gets threats
That's right, that's the, the that's, that's threats them
And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sincere
And I, nigga I'll
Yo once a pimp gets threats
That's right, that's the, the that's, that's threats them
And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sincere
And I, nigga I'll
riders
[Lil Gotti Gambino]
I'm a shake these motherfuckers up, believe that
With my family in this bitch niggas bustin with the mini mac
next to me nigga
Hold up, hold up, hold up
This that High Class Street Music 4
(High Class Street Music)
I'm reppin' gangster shit (Hood rich)
Ayy,
helair?
Doing well but my nigga's momma on welfare
Ridin' round the town and you know
I'm safe and sound cause
For me being in the hood
Is safer than
hit
Send my yougin's for to break in your crib
I pay 'em double, just send me the bricks
Shooter like Scottie I ain't talkin' Yo Gotti
That white
[Layzie Bone]
Now I sound so raw, cos I'm down by law,
Trying to play me cos I'm rapping I will break yo jaw,
Catch a nigga in these streets
would think I worked at Publix how I bag a nigga
Don’t know about me lil' buddy you better ask a nigga
Get ya information
Lil Haitian Gotti they won’t
tie my Timbs, yo
I know they from my hood
When they see me and they say
Yoooet
Word to my nigga
Chyea
Free all the breadies
Yeah
Diamonds in my watch
and then I smile just not today
In my hood they let the choppers spray
Somebody probably got shot today
I named em pop when niggas surfboard
You
a nigga
On the real what want though
I worked a job , ran and mobbed , went to school while trying pump blow
Got stabbed in the back by a familiar member
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
Well do the right thing, blow a nigga out his Nikes
She married to The Game, that's wifey
Ask Gotti get them blood stains out your white tee
P in
the projects
Please don't make me catch a body
Please don't make me catch a body
All white, Yo Gotti
I heard some niggas was tryna rob me
Please don't make me
Grammys (O-o)
Niggas out there looking like bitches
I call ‘em trannies (Ah)
Used to pack guns all in my hood
Right by the tranny (Oh)
I park Mazaratis up
hanging off the chop one hand on top
Like he 'bout to do the mop
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Spin yo hood (Spend yo hood)
Like a fireplace i wish a nigga would
for reaching
Cash out on both my cars, no leasing
I fuck with Moneybagg Yo for a reason
He be preaching
Hottest nigga in the game, no features
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