Lyrics:
forty cals
At the dice game with brand
New hundreds forty thou'
Stay fly work out, all we eat is Halal
You'll never catch 'em dirty cause all
They keep is
recognized by every eye worldwide
Back to the streets of the do or die hustler
I understand politics consistent, never quit
Super star write hits
Come have
into you (just get in too deep)
I wanna get into you (kick a lil freestyle, yo)
Y'all been here so what the hell
Let's get up on our hotel
Doin
Mellowing up the shy day play by me
I'm something ya'll never you wanna grow up to be
Dogg Pound Gangstaz, D-P-G
Sincerely to you paragraph by me
Young Gotti
off until everybody's gone
All Star homey, keep a hell of a price
Cash money still a army and I earn my stripes
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
this fire spit is not a myth
The eye of Zion, he's admired by the finest lips
Rhymers have all tried for his fire, but sadly all have missed
Been this
Yo, what's up yo? This is Nore, nigga
Yeah, let me know when y'all comin out here
so I can y'all some gats immediately
The minu-The minute y'all
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
the E-Class
Kiss my ass, y'all just communists
Got the Soviet Union bombin this
[Chorus]
Yo I use my real name - cause I'm that nigga
Thirteen years in
out the store, yo!
'Cause you are a whore
Eat Nando's for free everyday on tour, yo!
And it's a par, I ate Nando's from your car
Can't freestyle 'cause
leavin' out this bitch til after two sum'n
Man, why yo crew frontin'?
Y'all ain't gon do nothin'
All these ladies in here, and y'all tryna prove sum'n?
shit's phenomenal, droppin' like domino
Comin' with the real yo and fuck what you feel yo
This is not for all the freaks in short skirts
This is for my
K-Blaze on the beat
(Kainan baby)
You can't catch a rolling stone
You tryna' bring down the nation by causin' confusion
Illusion
Infusion and all
off into a party with
A drink in my hand rocawear pants
But I ain't come here to dance
By any chance, has anybody seen DJ Clue?
Tell him I'm lookin' for
bluffin' but I'm not
Say that I be buggin' 'cause I be makin' it hot
Knowin' all I got is my, nuts an' my word
Though I'm never seen, the Dark is always
Throw, yo' hands highhh wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands highhh wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo' hands highhh wave 'em side to side
Throw, yo
a thump, jumped up threw on my boxers
Yo, what the fuck? All of a sudden
I saw this black motherfucker with this big ass gat
And two other motherfuckers
These other niggas is lame
Tell them to stay out the way
You know you cannot be replaced
By nobody
I don't like nobody, I just want you
Five star
just keep raking in the bands feel like Yo Gotti
Why you ain't talkin' to her? she a hoe prolly
Said she ain't that into drugs she took the whole molly
of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my feroc(ious)
down for what?
Turn down for what?
Yeah, there you have it, nigga
Memphis Tenn (Turn down for what?)
Yo Gotti, Juicy J, Drumma Boy, DJ Drama (Turn down
money over bitches
My shit's phenomenal, droppin' like domino
Comin' with the real yo and
Fuck what you feel yo
This is not for all the
Freaks in short
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