Lyrics:
to get high
And supply what you need
Mr postman comin' through with all the mail
What you need? I got for sale
On the stairwell to Hell
(AY! Get yo' hand
mother here wit me but I gave you another one
You did, and I appreciate all that she's ever done for me
But being adopted was the furthest thing from fun
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
may look tonight,
You will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea,
Working for some man who may not know at all who I might
It's Ron Deuce the truth fire
Flame in the booth ewww
I been mobbin through the city lights
Living that city life
Ever have dreams whеre dreams feel
Bitch!
Brick city, yo
Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you
sippin' DP
Regime be the team of the scream
Balls lean, hit the scene and I'm way too clean
On your radio, yo, yo
[Chorus]
I'm your radio (Turn me
Ever since I was young I wanted to be
Somethin' like what I am, uh huh
We promote violins!
Yeah, check me out
We promote violins!
though, screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your click be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all
Chorus
Verse Three: Sheek Luchion
Yo, hard as it is
I got obama runtz in the ash tray (Obama)
Smoking gotti like it’s back to my past name (John gotti)
Star gotti take me back to my pass ways (Star g)
girl
Come into my world
38127, shady vista by the stairs
Y O slash G O slash T T I slash
Get up on yo ass
W W W slash dot Gotti slash dot com
Check out
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
Know I'm not done by far
Not til they say they are the Stigmartyr
Of their chosen subject
If all that you wanted to hear was
All that you wanted to hear
me I'm plugged like gotti
Let go let go let go goooonnnee.
Fuck with me u know I got it
Fuck with me u know I got it
Pull up in all white John Gotti
Yo, yo, what's up nigga? You know the streets is a jungle
You gotta survive out here
You need a strong mind to do the shit I do
You ever seen
the gift and got fam like Gotti
Hittin her like hobbies
Killin everybody
Let my head grip the bed and I check the time
It's all a dream, I seen in my
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
the bullshit you blab about goin through
I got niggaz who pump on yo' block and in yo' spot
Who sit next to you? protectin you?
But they'll murder you, playa
though, screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your click be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all
Chorus
Verse Three: Sheek Luchion
Yo, hard as it is
Dondas
Jay said I got the thunder
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow, it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
them bricks of hard, I be sellin' like Yo Gotti (Work)
And your bitch a doll (Trapaholics, drop this shit), yeah, she suck the dick so sloppy (Splash)
But when you in the position he in it's a
Sin to crack a smile even tell a joke
I ain't gon' lie y'all I swear to God
This the realest shit I ever wrote
proper
And enough for one key I
See seventy thousand dollas
Now I was shootin' dice, smokin' on a joint
I bet with Yo Gotti
He hit five straight points
We
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