Lyrics:
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid watch your back one time it's comin' always
They lock me up for 12 days I can't comprehend
Now I'm
really tortures me
'cause they don't understand me And while I'm
Holdin' up I know you smilin' down at all my
Enemies who want to see me (six feet
and a MC scooped me up
Aiiyo, I got the ? I usually does
Young Gotti in the back seat fucked up cous'
Man it's ashame how my gang-gang-bang
No disrespect
hustlers naturally born
With street smarts
Yo Karate it's you and Gotti
Y'all lift the weight
Me and Noyd, a gemstar hit down on the plate
The Mobb niggas
my lobby (fuck out my lobby)
Making music is one of my hobby's (one of my hobby's)
Rake this shit up, I feel like Yo Gotti (feel like Yo Gotti
down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
on the creep down by Vick's weed spot(So what! )
Made a U-ey up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to hurry back so I could warn my man
Ya had me stressin
huffin' a dip
Call up my niggas and say "Yo, don't even trip"
Daz and my nigga Kurupt
Came through and a MC scooped me up
Ayo, I got the I usually does
how, weak the flesh gets
Now you call on me, "Every night bend your knee"
Until your start to realize I ain't answerin'
Now you hang up the phone,
girl that's what's up
(that's what's up) one more
Drink and we ready
To cut you tuggin my front
I'm squeezin ya but
You ain't gone finish don't start no
you in half like it's two by two
Every day I'm fucking around i need
Me a chick to lie to
Soon as you start getting money they Start coming back to you
the bungalows
Baggin' up rocks the size of melons
That's when the fiends start tellin'
You can catch 'em on the couch everyday at 4 o'clock like Ellen
over from New Mexico and let me work
I can get 36 for a clean shirt
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in that new 'rarri
Living like John Gotti
Watch me
Jigga-man, ya heard? Boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard? Boom boom booom
Compton
Gotti Gotti ya heard? Yo,
C'mon
You gotta, pop that
Watch me!
Jigga-Man, ya heard? Boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard? Boom boom booom
Compton!
Gotti Gotti ya heard? Yo,
C'mon!
You gotta, pop that
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
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
to Jesus, everybody see
Sammy the Bull inform pon Gotti
So nothing weh the bwoy do never surprise me
Listen the rest of the story!
Bwoy see the carrot pon
me this really tortures me
'Cause they don't understand me And while I'm
Holdin up I know you smilin' down at all my
Enemies who want to see me
platinum plus (throw it up. . .)
Show me your an o.g.(o.g.)
Yo your man money in front of me he a dummy
he aint a o.g. (o.g.)
He gangsta but he holy might
a thang blast at ya
'Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor
These dudes are ho's from screws to toes
They choose to go bass ackwards
I'm Yo Gotti
how, weak the flesh gets
Now you call on me, "Every night bend your knee"
Until your start to realize I ain't answerin'
Now you hang up the phone,
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
Come fuck wit me yo mind gone be on the Flo
Bitch I'm all about a dolla my mind just be on the doe
I'm just tryna figure out what you mindin' my business
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