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Wild 'N Tha West

Chico & Coolwadda

Wild 'n tha West

2001

state bear
Dump a flare in the air
Two shot from the glocks
Style I got, karate chop through a concrete block
Chop the tree in the amount for the blunt

that I’m up that be saying they ken to me
I be peeping them fake ass smiles
You can tell that I’m real by the style
I can see through the hate I learned

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)

Good Morning

My rent ain't paid but I'm alive y'all that's okay
I had my Ipod on shuffle, I heard one of my lines
I said I'm like Gotti, Ghandi

Ya
Woooo
Ya
I do this shit like my job
I kick it right from the top
I fuck yo bitch in a car
I fuck yo bitch where I want
I hit the gas and skirt

Ready for War

The LOX

Opposite of H2O [Clean]

2000

[Styles Paniro]
Yo, yo, I could keep my eyes closed still reading the signs
Young n****s think they hungry then you feed 'em a nine
Might kidnap

Dro a year ago, but he know what's up with me
Rod Wave say, "Fatt Fox, save your money"
I talked to Gotti he said, "Two hundred percent of this shit"

cut off by a jerk
A real fuckboy, I think his name is Curt
Ready for a fight, he's about to get hurt
Pulled up to his ride, we exchange stares
His kids'

(Oh GP) sliiime!
Huh, huh, Harlem, huh huh

Yo, I'm at the label with TECs out
Like I don't give a fuck
Make sure I'm the next out (Yes)
I come from

every morning in the face of a cop
Because I used to take the nine and go ( *3 shots* )
So now I'm in prison and yo, it's like apartheid
Modernized

weak shit, yo
You're weak, you're wack, you need to quit you lil punk bitch
Go and freak your mother, go dig a damn ditch
Get out my face, I'm tired

Ohtani
Beat me? Nobody!
Mob boss John Gotti
Cobra-Kai Karate
Fortnite off the top floor
You hate that or the cops more?
900 no pigeon score
Did a Tony Hawk

Gangsta

Jae Millz

The Time Is Now: Official Remix

2007

four or five bandanas on
Tony Montana in they songs, living like John Gotti
But you check they background, they never shot nobody
They claim they from

like promotional blunts
Your style standard, my style is simply candid
I don't jerk off no more, I came empty-handed
Honeydip said you spit like you

środki! Pora sprzątać Poznaj we mnie Johna Gotti
Dobra pionki pod nagrobki! To przeliczanie zwłok na worki
Właśnie stawiam ponad kropki Michał Anioł

prac(tis).
Tryna style in Durag, 
But u dont even rap.

My man just stay all in black.
I'd rather people like that.
They all can break out yo neck. 
Homeboys

I'm so bananas, guns come wit bananas
I put this bullet on yo head like a bandana
You know I can't stand ya, naw, never had manners
Rap is da only place

could be godly
In a world so dominated by sin
And thin hotties with rims tell 'em then
If-If you got it
See i ain't Irv Gotti
But that murder incorporate

banging yo Gotti
Like bitch it’s a.p. Bae
Been having since back in the day
Serving in the hallway
Fucked my teacher for some grades
Grade A1 shawty
Green

another story so these dudes
I get a phone call about three
Days later some dude is
On the phone, "Yo I’m So-and-so, I claim
This and claim that yo, yo
What

Yeah, yo, I grew up in the projects of QBC

I grew up in the lap of luxury where chickens love for me

I used to watch 'Sesame Street'

I used

Locked him in a 6 by 9 but they couldn't trap his spirit
That nigga so strong he make me look weak
Wanted to cry in my cell when it was meat loaf week
That

Yeah
Live from the bottom of the map
With the buddah burning heavy
By the bottle of the jack
I been working daily man I never get a pass
So I gotta

ain't bae
When I was down I couldn't get hey
But now they texting me I'm fake
Gotti gang until the death of me
We just a group of apes
And granny know her