Lyrics:
Phone and see this shit? Lucille: No
Gotti: Portato ya yo se
Lucille: It just wasn't important for
Me to tell you
Gotti: A condo party in Toronto?
Got me, got me Rollie
(Ya can't even afford it though)
Got me, got me, ultra
Gotti Gotti, uh
Gotti Gotti
Okay, my blood gang, 30 bang
Scum
the rooftop I might ignite ya
[Chorus]
[4th Verse:] [Lil' Gotti Gambino, Skull Dugrey]
[Lil' Gotti Gambino]
Gotti I told ya', I'm a muthafuckin'
(Come on and get up, oh, party, yeah)
This ya boy Yo Gotti
Street Tunes Productions
We gon' ask everybody to stand up on this one
D Boys, this
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know
(Intro)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Chevy Ridin High Boy (Yo Gotti)
Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross)
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.)
(Come on and get up, oh, party, yeah)
This ya boy Yo Gotti
Street Tunes Productions
We gon' ask everybody to stand up on this one
D Boys, this
the rooftop I might ignite ya
[Chorus]
[4th Verse:] [Lil' Gotti Gambino, Skull Dugrey]
[Lil' Gotti Gambino]
Gotti I told ya', I'm a muthafuckin'
Lets go )
en el bando, soy el trap gotti
Trap gotti soy, soy el trap gotti ( look )
2do Verso
Haciendo entregas en los drones
( ese es el futuro
thing, but we do it bigger
Number one niggas, Rozay and that boy Teddy Pender'
Me and you, yo' momma and yo' cousin
Baby we can make love to a rap
thing, but we do it bigger
Number one niggas, Rozay and that boy Teddy Pender'
Me and you, yo' momma and yo' cousin
Baby we can make love to a rap
[Gotti]
Yo Boo, Irv Gotti
Black, and BJ outta
Wit the f*** up here man
shit done hit the fan
Let's do dis shit man
Fo' real
[Boo]
Let's do
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
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
50
He a fast runner like the nigga ricky
Yo Gotti
We do real numbers real chef Benihana's
I'll take a nigga under
Watch three-hundred these is Yeezy's
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
ho, ridin' through slow
Blaze through third and first and do what ya do
I done, done I done, done
Pull up and wrap the shotgun
They know me Gotti
ho, ridin' through slow
Blaze through third and first and do what ya do
I done, done I done, done
Pull up and wrap the shotgun
They know me Gotti
[D-Gotti]
When we, hustle in the streets
Now we make y'all, sing and move ya feet
[Big Moe]
I bet y'all, gon love it
Wouldn't trade it, for nothing
[Hook]
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
tonight (Irv Gotti: OH!)?
(Ashanti:) Don't try to be too cute tonight (Irv Gotti: GOTTA LOOSEN UP!).
(Ashanti:) Let the beat drop, and make ya feel (AHHH
you out your motherfucking mind
You could see the shit I'm doing, if you was blind
Straight up, I'm just trying to get mine
[Yo Gotti]
What am I to do
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
_ "Every Little Thing")
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