Lyrics:
gon? live my life, hey
Thug life, Lord you know me
Yo, yo
So what, you think I'm ?posed to live in the hood my whole damn life
And get married
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
Plz stop Frank you get off
Ah
애인이 54 horse
그때까지 whippin all
Ay hands up ouuu
이쁜 여자 다 데려와
쌔끈한 비키니 안에다 equip
Gotti put a date on
Pull up on yo block
get money now
Chek and Gotti they know that we run it now
We do real numbers real chef Benihana's
I'll take a nigga under
Watch three-hundred these
raided yo spot
Confiscated yo block
N he didn't get shot
You a hoe nigga
N I remember u do u remember me
8th grade leavin skool
Walkin up (dats wats
Cuz the way you move your body
It got me acting so naughty naughty
So rack it up like Yo Gotti
Yes you the life of the party party
The way that Mary
Smoke a lot of kush and I have a lot of sex
Had to beat the grind up, ran up my check
Picture nigga gettin' money, nigga, get back (back)
Roll a blunt
Mannie, fly like the Birdman
Won't waste my time, torch you in freak sand
I look at gettin Cash Money like a sport
Smoke a Newport, then finish yo ass with
his ass, we ran right through it
You out actin like yo' shit be tight
Get some shit, fuck it off like Tamika Wright
Get the fuck out my site, I
ass, we ran right through it
You out acting like yo' shit be tight
Get some shit, fuck it off like Tamika Wright
Get the fuck out my site, I
This nigga to give it all to me with the cut
Get the door
Yo whats up? What you need?
Hmm? Yeah
I'm out
Hop in the '6-3 Chevy, countin
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
lying by my side
You look like you're in another world
But I can read your mind
How can you be so far away lying by my side
Money to be made best
Believe
where birds fly (fly)
From Miami by way of Cuba (let's get i) to whoever wants to get that high (high)
There's clouds of clowns, seas of G's
Pro-jects,
think he on a wave
He up to something
The money come his way
Yea he stunting
If Bandzo feel a way yea we coming
Flock Gotti and bandzo
Yeah you know
the projects
Please don't make me catch a body
Please don't make me catch a body
All white, Yo Gotti
I heard some niggas was tryna rob me
Please don't make me
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
the projects, but safe with me
Shit, N.O... (N.O...) are to the E
Spin out at 90 I'm hard with the V, it go...
[Chorus]
Yo, a-yo, good green, 'bout to get
Threw switches on this blick
But, when he blick 'em, they be glitchin'
Be discrete an keep yo' distance
When it get greasy you can't fix it
Don't be
pink lemoade or sherballato
Pink lemonade or sherballato tell me
What you want hoe yh i got 35s
Tenscotti by tenco or i got gotti
By backpack boys in
Stack it up
I tell that little hoe back it up
I get the money then stack it up
Feel like Yo Gotti I rack it up
Hoes change like the season
Niggas
could take over Gotti
Poo by the poo while you just another hottie
Niggas roll bricks that'll stay if it's notty
Chorus
For the love of money (dollar
hit the boat and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide the money in the tower
Stack blocks by the keys
L to the O to the X you'll see
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
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