Lyrics:
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
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
regardless I hit it, hit it
Bullets ain't got no name
Gotti ain't playin' games
Gotti don't buss in the crowd, I see my mane in aim
Situations don't matter,
spit some game you know how Gotti play it
I'm like all these hoes gon' get it man
One of these hoes gon' get it man
From the 'Mound to the west
the game, no free rides
Watch a G slide, east side, hometown hero
Actin' out, downtown gritty in a run down city with a couple clowns with me
Situation gets
Aye yo' name must be Ray Allen or somethin'
You got game nigga
Fuck yo' game I got wrist game
I just bought a Bentley wit' my wrist game
Earn my
spit some game you know how Gotti play it
I'm like all these hoes gon' get it man
One of these hoes gon' get it man
From the 'Mound to the west
thought that this CD shit would happen
I dropped my first album, they went crazy
And at random I was fuckin' these nigga's ladies
Don't play no games
Ross)
No lie (Mon E. G.)
Its tha (Mon E. G.)
Chevy Anthem Remix, my Chevy Ridin High (Yo Gotti)
Yes Sir! (Mon E. G.)
(Mon E. G.)
Chevy ridin high, blue
to stop carrying a wallet
Coaching the game like my name Greg Popovich
I live by the code like I stay in sum apartments
I be on fire like my name yo gotti
[Chorus: woman singing - repeat 4X]
Take a look in my life and see what I see..
[Yo Gotti]
M-E-M-P-H-I-S
3 - 8 - 1 - 2 - 7
shady vista, segshaw
bitches
You need some motherfuckin' money
Get your mind right, nigga, keep your game tight
Play right, play by the rules and you'll get paid, fuck
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
need a pound
Its gon be a cold I could see it now
Yo Gotti
Blog put a nigga business out
Knock 'em down now switch 'em out
I got opps I don't know about
baby) You don't
Need no motherfuckin' bitches
You need some motherfuckin' money
Get your mind right nigga
Keep your game tight
Play right play by
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
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
Gotti still C.E.O
It's block burnin' with yo bro but they don't feel me tho
I represent the M Project Pat and Fly and them
And all the pioneers that put
you weighin' peelin off the knot
You got a thug bitch fucked off deep in the game
Gimme ten G's if you wanna toss me, mane
Don't try to get no playa
staright, get dirt
Shit its gonna help you get blazed up cuz you'll get
smoked just like some perk
I don't play no games with these bitches
Lil' Chat straight
like Gotti, me and my hottie
A sawed-off shotty, ducking illuminati
I don't know karate, but I sure no crazy
So I don't give a fuck ho, I'll have you
it'll take em years to bite it
Which the greatest fears I don't write it it just appears outta no where like da
Information contain by the phycic like it
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
the trap" (it's ya boy Yo Gotti)
I have wet dreams 'bout my kitchen, I got trust issues with my bitches
Every gun inside my city, it got switches, I'm not
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