Lyrics:
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
up don't fumble
But if you do just don't fold (Don't fold)
You only get one shot don't miss out
Brother reach yo goal
Don't trip out chasing these hoes
Aye (What?)
I been mixing X with addy, I need to slow down (Slow down)
Bet yo hoe gone call me daddy, If she come around
Wanna test it? We can bet it
young and my old body (yah)
You don't know yet, don't know Bobby (know Bobby)
I got the juice like the film and Yo Gotti (Yo Gotti)
I changed it
K-Blaze on the beat
(Kainan baby)
You can't catch a rolling stone
You tryna' bring down the nation by causin' confusion
Illusion
Infusion and all
yo life
Yeah you live it, that's a bet
'Cause if you ain't fulfilled in the end you gon' be filled with regret, bet
This what you all been waitin'
by the way and still getting slept on
What you think? You _Murdering, Inc._? Who put you in pink? Perform many bumps at the brink, you fucking with
nigga do
(what's up?)
New York City's pharaoh, potato on the barrel
Shell-case muffle, make me come touch you
I finger-fuck my firearm, we intimate
I'm
What I gotta do is let y'all
Niggas know I am the nicest
Once upon a crime, someone who
Was once fragile, innocent
And pure was suddenly corrupted
people gettin lye my niggas is gettin' by
If you can't see we bitches ya jags, we foward ya last
We Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy why'all ass. Give me
what it is
Al Gotti I'm riding with Young Wiz
Gain Greene
Taylor Gang we give you niggas the biz
The streets love it
Al Pac I make it do what it do
If
Yeah, okay like yeah, boy
Ayy, what's that? My nigga Gotti
And we know they fuck with you in my city
Like they fuck with you in my city
Project Pat,
you bitch, we saved you
(How can I ever possibly repay you?)
You know, I was just doing what anybody woulda done forreal
(I'll do anything)
Why would I hop in some beef (why?)
When I could just hop in a Porsche?
You heard she gon' do what from who?
That's not a reliable source (no)
So
listenin' to endless samples on vinyl
My flow primal, it ain't mixed, it ain't the final
But it's still ill and it still will destroy you decoys
We do this
ends
You got these brand new mesquino tens
Boots, Icy draw
What niggas you know, that can do what we do
[Chorus: Jazze Pha] + (Baby)
I heard he snitchin
carrying they cross
One to bear with nothing clearer than having you involved
Do believe, favorite slogan of mine 'cause that's what you should do
to be me
(I bet you think this song is about you)
What made you think I'd keep you 'round? While I
Work my a- off and you just lounge (come on)
You
to be me
(I bet you think this song is about you)
What made you think I'd keep you 'round? While I
Work my a- off and you just lounge (come on)
You
Big bet, Big bet
Put in that work for a big check
Fuck what they say, I'm a big threat
Hoe you want to bet, that's a big bet
Big bet, big bet
Heard
takes mathical fact
And you can't de-grate, y'all get played like a sax
Trumpet to trombone
Too shotty Young Gotti, millennium bone
If she raggedly,
[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Yo what's up? (Aiyyo, what's up Kurupt)
A nigga feel so low that I can't come up
Dippin down the 101 blazin smoke
A trunk full
, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas
Big stepper, we'll stomp
weak shit, yo
You're weak, you're wack, you need to quit you lil punk bitch
Go and freak your mother, go dig a damn ditch
Get out my face, I'm tired
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