Lyrics:
in the past that I've forgot
Shoulda' coulda' woulda' done a lot
That's in the past that I've forgot
Three steps forward five steps backs
Why you got
strong(Yeah! )
Yo, got my mind on a place to hide from police(Where?)
Sweatin dogs as I'm runnin cross 12th Street
Just as I approach the block
I spot a jake
guys (white girls)
I love you too (Yo Gotti)
We got this motherfucker jumpin off the hinges,
Ni*gas throwing gang signs, b*tches in a frenzy.
Lined up
(cryin)
You blamed it on yo high (why) cause you got flat-lined (yup)
I'm Yo Gotti cause (cuz) fuck who you thought I was (was)
I really shot them
[talking]
Look here, you know what I mean, I done did a lot of
shit in my life, Yo Gotti, street raised street paid...
[chorus]
I'ma sell my dope
got niggas, serious ones
Make sure a nigga here, plus lasted wars
And stay countin' all that cash when I'm fuckin' wit' 'Un'
Fuck around with my
Everyday my birthday
Everyday I get cake, now mommy, lemme see you in yo birthday suit
And lets, lets, lets play
It's Chico here, he got it
It's Chico
Yo, it's the real drama kills, nobody moves, stand still
Bottle you drop that ass off in a land fill
Son bless me with the iron, I got beef
With some
Yea
Irv Gotti
Yea
Murder Inc.
Uh, Yea, Uh
Run'em down nigga
Load the 4-4 up
I'm the reason the price of raw go up
Jump outta of the Lambo,
Wood, Young Gotti,
Free my nigga White Boy too
I whipped up a two and a baby and I spent that on Jimmy Choo
You got goons around you nigga, I keep
like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you
John Gotti, illuminati, nigga, fuck you
I put a middle finger up, because, fuck you
This money got me geekin' up,
Your little plan was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by sellin' out the Kid Rock
A part of me was with you but yo he died,
And I'm glad you stepped off
I emerged
P is sick, so save that bullshit for the birds (nigga)
Live up to my words, if I got beef, niggas comin' in herds (nigga)
We flush
one's died
But I need that risk I need that drive
I'm stealin' yo bitch I'm stealin' yo grind
Bitches sing this and that's why I'm
Showin' out lil'
thinkin' 'bout it
Yo, yo
I'm Yo Gotti, I normally don't talk a lot
I open the door and she walkin' out
A couple of things you should figure out (what
wanna see you twerk, we about that fuck life
Got a Asian ho, pussy go deep, Jerry Rice
I'm a dope nigga, give a D, dope dealer
Don't play with
nawf
People run and tellin’ the police
Bout everything they saw boy you a bitch
You told Yo Gotti I drew down on you
(Oh, for real?)
C-Bo can’t save you,
I’ve never been hiking
I’ve always had a licence for this hip-hop
Influenced by the rap that vocally
Said they killed cops
I’m riding on E with a bitch
in your life
Can you ever get with this
(DJ Paul)
Hey yo kemosabe
I got hoes smokin' weed up in the lobby
Cocaine fills my body, like gotti
Hotty
Lbi
Yo Gotti Got Guns We Aint Seen Before
Ar 15's Red Beams And Scopes
Ya Moms House Got Sprayed
And Ya Mans Got Hit
You Was All On A Dinner Date
homo, and you expect to crack a bitch
Game for ya, good to ya
Then it’s still ‘fore you crack a
Bitch and let er spoil
Man I got bitches by the dozen tho
ain't lawyers
And everybody saw you and ain't that a bitch!
And this here is the Carter oh! yo! And this here is the Carter yo! oh!
This one here is
rap, I'm tryin to make cream and that's that
Whatever it takes however it gots to go down
Four mikes on stage a motherfuckin four pound
Speakers
just by raising his hand
Oh, my Yoda
Yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda
Well, I left home just a week before
And I've never ever been a Jedi before
But
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