Cold Gangsta

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Yo Gotti

Mario Mims (born May 19, 1981), better known by his stage name Yo Gotti, is a southern rapper from the northern side of Memphis, Tennessee who was previously known as Lil Yo. more »

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(June, you're a Jenius)
Do What We Want Entertainment
And Can't Be Fucked With Incorporated
Smack A Nigga Ass LLC

I'm on some cold gangsta shit
I might get blocked out the industry (I am)
Ain't wifin' no hoes, no couple goals (can't do it)
Still don't feel my enemies (I am)
Ain't squashin' no beef, I'm fryin' it (Hibachi)
If it 'bout the money, I'm tryin' it (I'm tryin', I am)
My price went high, it's thirty a brick (what 'evs)
Water been tight, flyin' in (whoosh)
Let's say, "Goodbye" to the ghetto (hello, hello)
And, "Welcome" to wealth, 90210 (real bag)
What's happenin', Gates?
Mulholland Estates
I might turn this bitch to the trap though (skeet)
Ayy, there go the neighborhood
Neighbors been bitchin' 'cause they heard the Lamb' in the driveway
At one in the mornin', disturbin' the peace (skrrt)
It sound like a plane when I drive away
Might put a Rolls on a lawn (lawn) 
F*ck it ain't got no alarm (for what?)
New Richard Mille on my arm (factory)
I'ma king, you a pawn (nigga)
I'm a legend, 2Pac, Biggie, Big Pun, Wu, Raekwon (I am)
New Elvis to the city (king)
In Detroit more than Big Sean (facts)
I'm on some cold gangsta shit
I got a lil' bitch on the westside (westside)
Couple of hittas from South Memphis
And another lil' hitta from the eastside (eastside)
I can adapt to the pain (pain)
I understand the poverty (poor)
Why would I let a record label f*ck over us
When I did the robberies? (Never gon' happen)
They told me watch what I say in these raps (why?)
'Fore they f*ck around, sentence me
And you better watch what you say out your mouth (shh)
Whenever you mention me
You not relatable
I'm a street nigga and that not debatable
Tryna buy loyalty, that's not available
I got a hundred 'round dick on this AR
And I hold it stable

All my bitches bad, tens
Bitch cheat on me, so what? F*ck 'em
Ho gimme head in the Benz (yeah)
Bitch wanna f*ck in the truck (ooh) (Helluva made this beat baby)
Yeah, I'm gonna f*ck her friends, shit
'Long she down, I'm up, bitch
Don't ask my name, I'm doggy
Get the head twice, don't call me
Heard she had fire, I'm stalky
Beat her ass down in the office
Make her hit the high with beans
Lean, weed, drink
Bitch run off, get painted
Ex was a ho, we ain't
Turn blood, nigga, yeah, bitch, he can't
Gotta pay me to party, no shit, I'm famous
Nigga like smoke, not me, I'm rainin'
Put in the ear, make 'er keep goin', then put in her hair
Link one-twenty, lil' ho, these karats
Bros over hoes, ayy bitch, we sharin'
Three-eighty for the 'Rari, what they want for the 'Claren?
I just want the truck, I'm sayin', "Skrrt" (no cap)
Heard you wan' f*ck, take chances (come on)
If I hit her friend, I'm playin' (yeah)
Two hunnid in chains, I'm dancin'
Bitch, f*ck a nigga ho, she friendly (ho, rat)
Own five cars, none rented (none of 'em)
None of these bitches came tinted (none of 'em)
Ask around, "Who run the city?" Me
(Who you know run the city?)

I was just runnin' the streets
Me and my brother, we both had a onion a piece
Starin' on, clutchin' my yeek
Look two more seconds get deadly, wasn't fuckin' with me (Forever Rolling)
Turned all my my brothers to beasts
Whether they want it or not, I'ma cut 'em a piece
I keep my gun when I'm sleep
Double the number, a hunnid ain't nothin'
Two hunnid, you done in a week
Who wanna run into me?
They really runnin' from beef
Scared to get somethin' to eat
Can't even order in peace
Once it was war was no peace
Remember it vividly, we hit up four in a week
Who brought more order than me?
Gave you a purpose and money
Stuck around, help you work it
I never said I was perfect but flawless
As soon as you changed up you fallin' like leaves
At the end of the August
I hit it twice and he bought it
Opened her mouth and she caught it
Walkin' this shit like I talk it
Smoke with me, niggas be coughin'
Face 'em then put 'em in coffins
First murder with a revolver
And I did it on my lonely
Big Gee, the one and only 

Big Gee, the one and only
You know what I'm sayin'?
Don't got no skeletons in my closet
I'ma real street nigga, no flaw flaw
You know what I'm sayin'?
You niggas is cowards, nigga
And we stood on this shit
Still gon' get it
Play if you want too
You'll see the snake pit, get your face hit
Bitch nigga

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