Lyrics:
25
I got some more to give in my life
25 25
25 25
25 25
25 25
25 25
25 25
I got some more I got some more
I got some more to give in my life
Twenty
the evidence
Protestors outside screamin' free Gotti
guard your body SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty
For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life
Wyclef: Y'all
passin' niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my third strike
Man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to life.
Qu new york, you try
[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
Livin' rough wearin' handcuffs
Like bracelets 25 to life he faced it
Got on the run and got wasted
Mad agony havin' me more vexed
Got me pullin' out TECS
Life is what you make it nigga
Get up off your ass and get some
Always hollering about you want something nigga
Verse 1: Young Noble
Yo, I've
[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
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 rowdy (woah)
I pass
Life is what you make it nigga
Get up off your ass and get some
Always hollering about you want something nigga
Verse 1: Young Noble
Yo, I've been
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
passin' niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my third strike
Man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to life.
Qu new york, you try
Yeah, Money Mos
Yeah, n****, whatever
Yeah, bitch, it whatever
Yo Gotti you ready?
Yeah, I am
L'll never let my n**** down
Nah, I never put some
I confine?
25 a nigga just hit 2-5 they
Say that this yo peak but most
People they just die
25 a nigga just hit
2-5 tryna stay intact with
Purpose
girl
Come into my world
38127, shady vista by the stairs
Y O slash G O slash T T I slash
Get up on yo ass
W W W slash dot Gotti slash dot com
Check out
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
Under 25
Under 25
I remember chips when they was 25
Used that bag of chips so I could make it by
They stood on my shoulder I could neva lie
I
earned
By how much gold you floss
Better count that as a loss
When I creep in
Dirty khaks split yo knot
I'm riskin' 25 to life with the ride
You
bitch I’m lonely now
Told my mom
I won’t fucking die
Till I’m 25
And he crashed
In the fucking night
Double cup of sprite
What a fucking life
Guess it
gettin' me anxious
To speak for my defendants, that say that they plaintive
Guess we guilty by song, but yo the government must be on
(Exodus)
I mean
a dream man Jesus is Born in 25, ye born in 25 yo born in 25 ayo
All i want is to feel in my heart my jesus christ
He's the savior, he will save us, will
My nigga Ja sold more records than an o.g. (o.g.)
Tah flyin by in the Lac truck like a o.g.(o.g.)
For Gotti I'd body a nigga quicker than a o.g.
get mine
You cannot blind me, addicted to a life of crime (hmm)
My time as shorty was full of car chases (woo)
While runnin' with John Gotti's
blind me addicted to
A life of crime
My time as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin' with John
Gotti's and Scarface's
Niggas knew, I'd be the Don
never I'm supposed to be
I chose to be on some Dark shit
Rip apart shit an' start shit, until whenever I depart, bitch
The hard shit will leave yo' ass
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