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yo' ass up You know where we comin' from Death Row! BIATCH! Ha ha hahaha! A yo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga And you know how we do it
Look If you had One shot Or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted In one moment Would you capture it Or just let it slip? Yo
Aye yo' name must be Ray Allen or somethin' You got game nigga Fuck yo' game I got wrist game I just bought a Bentley wit' my wrist game Earn my
with that sign It's a cold thing, You got the game fuck up Brown nose and every other nigga rich, Like a broke bitch Excuse me miss, yeah you You need
Turn the heat up on that beef Ain't nobody cook'n though A section full of them bitches That Yo Gotti Look'n foe Yeah that's them 5 stars The get
don't know about stand on business, we don't talk about it Shh Man shout out Yo Gotti, I'm rippin' this he gave us I'm honored We came up from nothin',
bitch The Embassy Suites We takin turns tossin a bitch Who I be? Yo Gotti Ain't scared of nobody Clique tight wit my people Totin' a desert eagle You roll
Look If you had One shot Or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted In one moment Would you capture it Or just let it slip? Yo
yo' bad self Alright I've come to know the cold I think of it as home When there ain't enough of me To go around I'd rather be left alone But if I call
[Chorus] To all my people goin' through it on a daily basis And it seem like the world is full of cold places Keep yo' head up, fuck what they
lean on top of these ice cubes Beat done by Chucky Did the show, hit the door Bagged your bitch (easily) And she ain't never leavin' me Yo I came
The Aphelliates, nigga (pay attention) (Trapaholics) We makin' it easy Uh-huh (Holiday Season) Uh-huh, yo Ayo, I was on the plane with Dwayne
lean on top of these ice cubes Beat done by Chucky Did the show, hit the door Bagged your bitch (easily) And she ain't never leavin' me Yo I came
a rose and winters was cold Had to go over and stand by the stove We from the Southeast, niggas know This where the opps creep real slow Won't vote but
what's up To the niggas on the corner cold bumping the box But you know that's an alibi for slanging the rocks A dice game started so I said what the fuck
to stop carrying a wallet Coaching the game like my name Greg Popovich I live by the code like I stay in sum apartments I be on fire like my name yo gotti
on that tag on yo' toe Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs Son of a hard headed
[Intro: Big Moe] Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side to side Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side to side Throw, yo' hands high, wave 'em side
don't want to don't Mean I don't got it I turned myself into a boss I feel like Gotti But I won't go out like Gotti And I won't go out like shawty I know
My nigga Ja sold more records than an o.g. (o.g.) Tah flyin by in the Lac truck like a o.g.(o.g.) For Gotti I'd body a nigga quicker than a o.g.
on the motor cycle Drinkers they so delightful, blinging with so much ice In front of sparks, body cops Dilano Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano It's la
fresher than a tux from Armani, nigga Eating that Cipriani, spending money like Gotti Pull out my cold watch, Swiss edition, Rio collection, I'm out Let
and friends I gotta do for So ride wit me through these cold ass street And you know how the winter get, you better hold heat We only know murder, we don't know
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
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