Lyrics:
I'm like Gotti to him, I throw the shotty to him
Niggas don't want it with L, they like, "Anybody but him!"
Where Brooklyn at?
Yo, BK don't play
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
"Yo you can keep asking them fuckin' questions all fuckin' day man
I told you what, I told you what the fuck happened man
Told your partner
the ghetto
All the weird people, you gotta get the fuck out
Need to use the phone, step into my funhouse
Hey yo, dope, looks like we got another
He'd like
a still transport with my man on the Peter Pan
Get there and bury the bricks in the sand
They think I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a hundred grand
So I can
the super star like a Czar
In control, by far
Cruisin' like a Benz or a Jaguar
Boss your Audi, like John Gotti
So like my man whose name is
Make a move,
track, bitch)
Photogenic chain, man, photo grabbin' memory
I can fuck yo' thang but I don't fuck hoes in industry (no)
Gucci Mane LaFlare, So Icy, you
they need, or if they gon' like it or not
Aww man, you gon' have about five years go by
Next thing you know, you ain't gon' wanna do this shit no more
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
focused (Guess what)
You got the token (Guess what)
Hoping you notice (Stop playing)
You got me open (Aww Man)
Totally focused (Goddamn)
You got the token
the cops come
Caught some tryna get away and so we shot some, GOT ONE
AWW FUN, yeah man it’s all fun
Aww shucks, we ain’t playin’ ya’ll but,
I’m mean,
hatnen man (Rd, Sig, Driz, Breeze what’s hatnen man, Zoe Gotti what’s hatnen)
This that SPA SPS type sh*t (Fro what’s hatnen, yo Tommy Boy)
Apples
or a man?
I really don't care ta stand but Fifty you gon' get shot again
by the M-U-R-E-D-R INC, I'm tha rappa that sings,
totes guns an' blades. An' these
Hoping my girl catching on to these songs Turning off her phone
Telling ME to LEAVE 2 THINGS The Key and her alone
Aww man i ain’t trying to hold hands
Strait up
The route mouse shit
Get your style shit
I announced it
Slang lordy yo
Staring at my man Gordy Laury
The bitch bought'em on
She'll reward
Just let you know
I still got something in my cup
You said you'll stand by the truth
I hope you stand by yo word
Cause I'll leave you standing
to hit em, okay
Malcolm in the middle, every nigga standing with em finna have to get it, okay
Mind your business, boy better find a witness, I'ma be yo
holla at yo' peoples nigga..
[Verse 1 Ja Rule]
For now on call me the don, and bicthes call me don da da
Where ever I go niggaz soon to follow'
Like
summer
Better dare yo thinkin and be ready to spray
If not...
You gon' get bucked down nigga, around my way
[B.G.]
Aww, man
I just got one more verse
hit (I ain't know that)
Same feelings yo' man get
Chop' hit his top and his dreads twist (you know that)
Playin' cool, they playin' you like a fool
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
see tha greed and tha envy in yo eyes
Now call me a lie
While you fly, stand by, I stand by tha captain
Hoe play now did somebody page Samson
I stay
black on black
Nigga where you find dat at
Man i hope you keep a strap
Man i hope yo crew aint wack
And they really got yo back
Cuz the streets be playing
[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
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