Lyrics:
thing
Out for ya green, ya'll know what I mean
I had this bitch by the name of wicth
I thought she really was, always showin the nigga luv
Suddenly
00:02.684Verse 1
00:22.3205 foot 10 but i stand like 6
00:24.3665 inch d**k but I f**k like 6
00:26.412You're a cuckhold, you dumbo
00:27.747You done
friends that yall going home with us girl
On the couches, fuck the bouncers
Throwing sign in the club
VIP, nah we don't stand in lines at the club
F**k yo
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
to get some coney dogs from Lipumas
In Rochester walking up Main St. with my shooters
We out the zoo
Gorillas clothed by Black Sheep
Y'all niggas weak
I
Cool and Dre
Back on the motherfuckin' Westside
L.A.X niggas, yeah
Y'all know who the fuck I am
I'm free as a motherfuckin' bird, I swear
Disappear
niggaz take they turn
Since the beginning of time
Wreck my brain tryna decide
If a way to make it by
Ow every minute I’m alive
Every minute I’m alive
nerves and f**k up my mental
Yo f**k that little boy send Spain to go get him
We ain't on the net
They clowns he know that i'll zip him
I swear he know
(gots to have it, eh-heh)
For the love of money (dollar bills ya'll)
For the love of money (really need it, yeah)
Verse Two: Charli Baltimore
Yo yo yo
Most cloud that you’ve ever had
One time genie
Give you two piece like bikini
You can’t see me
WWE ni**a in me
Automatic but it’s semi
Title bi***es like
by Breezy, give y’all one verse
This that “Paper Chasing” part two
Hit them with the bag, hit them with the glad
Hit them with the yo, ayo why you
set up shop
And then we raid the hood (raid the hood)
Rake it up bih, rake it up
Like Yo Gotti and 'em (like Yo Gotti and 'em)
Ridin' 'round town with
featuring Barshawn
Kurupt:
Yo Barshawn
Gimmewhutchagot nigga
Come and drip into the realm of the X files
Gimmewhutchagot
Everything Gucci no Tom Ford
R's chords encored decoded & adored
Yall songs recorded & most the times ignored
This score brought to you by Scotland yard Boston
On the side, got a wifey with brolic
don't mock it, then she gonna evolve into broly
The shawty so flossin'
y'all dumb s**t can't f**k with
Go bluffin' that
it by myself but you know Aj he got aim too
I could make one call and call up Clanzz cause he gon' bang too
Man who the fuck put Heem and Kaygo Gotti
That's s a Bugatti (that's a bu whaa?) whoo
I'm feeling like gotti (I'm feeling like whoo) Oh
I feel like Gotti (yeah) Oh
A rebel no rowdy (woah)
I pass
near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By the waist
a n***a ont’ want you gone, I like to pack that punch
P***y n***a stole my camera f**k yo bandana m*therf****r I want my one
…And that s**t on the H.O.N.
burning up just to bring it home
& fk who ever hated y'all my sons that's I disown
I got 99 problems & I still ain phased by none of y'all tone
Maybe these
E-Swiftulaus, Kurupt Young Gotti Neo Deastro?
Franklin Gostra the Sixth, Sixth
(Let's go, Kurupt)
May I laugh ? to yourself, shells
Before honor and war
And you can ask swift gotti
Don't shit get by me
Ask tommy showtime if I did my time
And you can ask L Dog if I ever felt y'all
And ask rock jock if I ever
Can’t trust these niggas they rico
I see yo fake shit thru the peep hole
My life like a movie no sequel
I’m chasing money them c notes
about they cockin' back, bustin' guns
Knowin' damn well heat is on deck, you cowards run
Hated by many, yo we loved by few
You ain't gotta like us homie
.JPG/220px-Yo_Gotti_2009_(improved).JPG "Yo Gotti")
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