Lyrics:
Gotti you know we got you nigga
Palm City
Milkwaukee Buck'ing Gang
Yo it's that boy they call Young'n
And you know I rep that gang
Them ink
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 navigate
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
I’m getting high (Getting High)
Rolling on percs and my bitch on a molly (Perks, Molly)
I’m in the streets making money like Gotti (Gotti)
Hoe, I do not
I tell you that I know about it
When I asked yo ho about it she said me and Yo Gotti
The realest niggas left and I told that bitch
I know I know
Life is much mo' precious
Than you'll think
Like a game'll make yo chips sink
It's so hard
Hard to trust a smile and face
When niggas got
uh yo uh yo
Aye yo, I'm old school like Rick Ruler, sick jewels to big buddah
Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger
That means bring it back, NY
to slave the babies
Ay yo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in Brooklyn
All his white he let the fiends cook it
The base heads
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!
(Uh)
the flames, or hug the sky for it
[dmx]
Niggaz done started somethin
[jadakiss]
Yo, check out the kid that get coke like sosa
Never turned down chocha, be
niggaz pop shit
Yo nigga Noyd what's the topic? Nine pound we rocked in
Ninety-six strike back with more hot shit
Illuminate my team'll glow like
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard TEC got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over
or a hot two seater
As long as the love with me
Hoods will never forget me
I could put raps in them, and shine up the city
Like elected Frank Nitty, jot
running my city like Diddy ya chump
I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit' a model bony bitch
Pair of phony tits, her hair is long and shit,
running my city like Diddy ya chump
I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit' a model bony bitch
Pair of phony tits, her hair is long and shit,
Imperial top don, shine like royalty
So it's real easy to slide wit' a cutie
Steppin' out da club wit a
Cutie that's the sexiest
Hit the alarm switch to my
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance
I play for the patriots
Till I’m covered up in vvs
AYYYYE
Like Yo gotti
I’m back to the basics
To ball all year
Wrap up the money
Put it in
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
yourself for nobody
When she act up
I just give her act right like I'm Yo Gotti
I swear to god I'm sacked up
Blitzing shit like we the packers
Niggas actors
Aye
Lil' Haitian Gotti Like that there, yeah yeah
Haha
I got them, mmm
I ain’t regular, bitch I’m steppin up, with the weapon tucked (I’m a special
to what we say
Rozay and Yo Gotti, appreciate the verse
I was able to get bigger circles as wide as time square's superb
Shout out to Gucci for doin'
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
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