Lyrics:
the same 'cause I traded brains with a chimpanz'
Walkin' in swamp water with an M-16
Out for the blood, shove a gun in the mouth of a thug
To break
the same 'cause I traded brains with a chimpanz'
Walkin' in swamp water with an M-16
Out for the blood, shove a gun in the mouth of a thug
To break
they put us in the cage
Rule' and Gotti america's most wanted to many..
Come and get me!!! (Pretty soon ya gonna pay)
with
Me and Yo Gotti (What?)
Fuck all that
Let's talk about that new Porsche I'm riding
(Uh, huh)
I'm getting money, they getting money
That's the end
infrared nigga, dead eye
Aimin' at the sky's limit, jumpin' in, we all in it
The good life, tryin'' ta live it
Yo whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz
your life? nope!
Walkin' round gang bangin' uh! betta
Keep that thang hangin'! uh!
Yo! - 20 lil' missiles in the clip of the 5-7
(uh)
I'm like
times, puff puff pass
Big Snoop, big Daz young Gotti, get it Gotti
Somebody in here smellin like hot karate
And that’s the way you comin up in this
No
picture
Take yo hoe and fuck her on the low just like a whisper
Dom Perignon by the pitcher
I used to eat at Crystal's
Nah I'm just lying, I used to meet
(Beanie Sigel)
Roll a "L" and burn a incent
It's like magic when I invent
This shit that I present
Yo turn my levels up a izinch
And drop
[Chorus]
[Memphis Bleek]
Yo, aiyyo I dip dip dive, what can I say?
I can't fit 'em all inside the Escalade
So I pulled up, murder to further my parkin
She take my money when I'm in need
Yeah, she's a triflin' friend indeed
Oh, she's a gold digger
Way over town, that digs on me
(She give me
could touch that bitch
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadillac I kick it,
Gotti, that's my Memphis connect
He always put his niggas on and so I give him respect
My right wrist Audemars, left wrist a Patek
Fuck a aux cord,
in my Chevy 'Vette
Nah, you ain't ready yet, wetter than yo' girl get
Dolce 'Bana, Dolce shades, don't you wanna see the boy
See the boy, see
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
self you ain't scared when I run in
your chick I ain't bout no games woady its your life or yo bitch
Apologize when I pass by bootin my grill
3rd
So if you say banks in ya verse, Then you better be talkin bout Tyra
From P.A. to L.A., Atlanta to Texas
Nashville to Memphis, My buzz is tremendous
by a race of Jews and the Lizards control them too
And it's run by some black dude
I'm in love with Yo Gotti
I'm in charge of the Club now too
And me and Kweli on a mission, gettin Pharoahe for help
From natives walkin in trailor tears to players sippin Belvedere
We always comin well prepared,
Yo
Yea, Uh Huh, Yea
We in the door now
Yea
Holla, Rule nigga, With the F-A-B-O haha, Yea
Yea
Cluemanatti
My nigga
Holla back nigga
Yea, Uh,
Riding through South Memphis.
cbout to get some b*tches.
Heard yo cousin missing.
Deep down in them trenches.
Rest In Peace King Dolph.
N*ggas really
Pharoahe for help
From natives walkin' in trailor tears to players sippin Belvedere
We always comin' well prepared, and all my dogs' smellin' fear
Plus,
on the map
Yo check one two, this is the voice of yours truly the Flava Flav
And I just want y'all to know, we ain't goin' nowhere
Old school is here to stay
in the club
D.C. show me love up in the club (Yaeeyaae)
Atlanta show me love up in the club
Memphis show me love up in the club
Dallas show me
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