Lyrics:
If you try to get wit me
Pull a four on the fifty
Fuck yo monkey ass up like Bobby did Whitney
Trigger fingers get itchy
When niggaz get bitchy
thoughts, the war is fought as casualties
I live my life to fuckin mo', exposin tragically
How can we find some peace and niggaz still ain't get a piece
I
Uh, yeah, yeah, yo, it goes tick tock
This is for my niggaz in the bridge, blocks
Comin' through better hide your wrist watch
Because niggaz, well,
on my whoo?) whoo
That's s a Bugatti (that's a bu whaa?) whoo
I'm feeling like gotti (I'm feeling like whoo) Oh
I feel like Gotti (yeah) Oh
A rebel no
Don Juan Free Don Juan (Niggaz just some phonies, straight up loser ass niggaz mane)
Maaan these niggaz can't stand me
First off loyal to my wealth
I be talkin' 'bout"
And we gon' be around til yo motherfuckin' body rot
And if the Feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got
And if the Feds
Yo Gotti
Yeah nigga, its whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Yeah, I am
I'll never let my niggas down
Nah, I never put some choppas down
Hit your
you have your niggaz holdin' you down
And when I hold heat I just hold it for delf
Why ask a nigga to shoot when I'ma buck myself?
I keep my gun by
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
Ice Cube Verse:
if you try to get wit me
Pull a four on the fifty
Fuck yo monkey ass up like bobby did whitney
Trigger fingers get itchy
When niggaz
brains
I'm pissed, y'all niggaz shouldn'ta fucked with this
I clutch my fo-fifth, I puncture yo shit
I blast a nigga, plastic bag stick a nigga
Got love
starks and umm lex diamonds
[ghf] tony starks, my nigga nas
[rae] strength my whole team is eatin off this type of shit
[nas] for all the fake niggaz out
extraordinaire the jewels glare
The God is rare I'm takin' bitches back to my lair
I want mines and yours, strippin' niggaz to they drawers
No probable cause,
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
to the ground, stomp your face with my Chucker
So niggaz back up, yo I'ma set it
Fuckin with me, you won't live to regret it
I don't fake moves, I
[Yo Gotti:]
You niggaz over there part time grindin and shinin and shit
This ya boy Yo Gotti yea
Get ya motherfuckin weight up sucker
Real hustler's
'Cause one of these niggaz just doesn't belong here
My rhymes are like the nine millimeter Beretta
'Cause anything rappers could do yo I could do it
the bitch is tryin' to put my dick on top of her mind
I'm too G'd up to play games with bustaz
Got somethin' to start trippin' niggaz lanes and bustin'
good intentions
I'm not the one for games, bullshit, or none of yo antics
They played out. But my shit play out on some iMax shit
I need my bags by max,
lifes a bitch
I'm sittin in the patty wagon thinking bout the snitch
And wit my phone call I know exactly who to hit
My niggaz Don Perry we got some
niggaz, Shorty we bury niggaz, ... THE UNDERTAKER
Yo, standin on the trap with me, mashin' me is best for me
1000 round magazine, my partner say no
Everybody, join me
[D-Gotti]
Thank you, for supporting the family
Everybody know, we ride for the 3
[Big Moe]
Now my family, on note
Everybody, think thoed
down to
Niggaz want beef, I want some of that cow too
But I'm in my princely robe, simply rich
Don't bother me wit' silly shit, call Rico
He said,
niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes
But ain't nuttin like pimpin hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my
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