Lyrics:
and adopted
By the streets but the
Gift he brought with him to this world
Will effect our outlooks on not only
Rap music but on life as well, forever
Forever
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
when I get the check gotta cut it
I been wildin' in the mall when I get some bread I say, "Fuck it"
You see the fear, want the destruction
Just for
or will I forever be surrounded
By people who lose they s**t cause they so small minded
They ain't tryna do better
I look em in they eyes, and can tell they
a life I had to get my paper right
Say Baby Boi ain't playing right
Them youngins keep on wildin shit'll never be the same
I'm looking for low mileage she
and redirect and i won't say none
Body, body in the trunk next day he missing
Probably, probably dumped swimming with the fishes
Gotti, gotti done never left no
that act shitty
In the midst of the calm, the witty
[Lady Luck]
Yo SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Luck said "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Bitches in the back, like crack
of the calm, the witty
Yo shut the fuck up!
Luck said shut the fuck up!
Bitches in the back, like crack get it cut up
I speak on behalf of them broads you
social distant, hoes like, "When you not trippin'?"
I duck the party, who said they saw me?
Crown on Bob Marley, wrist on Yo Gotti
They gon' judge your
Part III, Gotti Gambino
And Ty Nitty, Scarface rest in peace
[Chorus]
Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips
You seein clips
Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs
It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood
Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what
Don't get it fucked
chilling with the gang they my dawgs scooby doo
Like who u
Like who u
I be wildin I'll knock a Nigga tooth loose
Nigga a clue
like blues clues
I'm
I been styling (yeah)
Got ice like the top of a mountain, ooh
Niggas wildin' (oh)
That's why that my choppa be shoutin, ooh
I raised my balance
HOOK- tried to throw salt on my name and you was silent but im a man all by myself there aint no speaking for me, try to stay up in my lane but
Baby I ain't wildin' like I used to
I know you got a man but shawty I'ma slide through
I don't do the things that I used to do no more (Hey)
Looking
keep on getting mine
So eat a dick
[Chorus 3: (JoJoPellegrino) Kurupt]
What's the verdict yo
(Doing me stuck in my grind)
Let the globe know
(MC
I got Hip Hop on lock I make crowds go nutts
When you see me pass by represent Throw y\Yo O’s up
I got underrated overlooked but gave no fuck
It’s my
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane
I just call her boo
I think her name is Shawna
What I really know bout the girl that drive the Honda.
I just call
Crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
Yo, the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws
We takin' what's yours, we do
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
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
Nard & B
Trenchwerk
I lost my mind when I found out my grandma died
To raise a man by herself yeah my momma tried
To keep me in school she thought I
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