Lyrics:
desire is figgas
Rockland b****
Why hire some killas?
Gotti heat like hail son
And fire them niggas
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Rock frost
got me some head foe I got breakfast
I made a few dollars said fuck a copper ain't no stressing
And now I'm in the yo giving y'all the play by play
It's
up)
Ten tops on dat Z
I was passin ya
Fishscales swerving with yo bitch on da passenger side
Shawty let's ride
Rims still spinnin so shawty let's
the Alkaholik wino
Pissin' off the strippers up in the spearmint rhinos
You like that? A like da da da da
Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da
Da da da da, da
shit
GOTTI:
Pimp gotti get da dues in them double down like them kids wit tips who tops
Down bricks who get money quick see me representin bomb city
da-da, da-da da-da
(Two thou' style) da-da da-da?
Da-da da-da, da-da da-da
Aye yo tha alkies set the trends that the whole world follow
Fuck a CD,
desire is figgas
Rockland b****
Why hire some killas?
Gotti heat like hail son
And fire them niggas
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Rock frost
desire is figgas
Rockland b****
Why hire some killas?
Gotti heat like hail son
And fire them niggas
Pop off 2 clips
Top off new six
Rock frost
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
the Alkaholik wino
Pissin' off the strippers up in the spearmint rhinos
You like that? A like da da da da
Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da
Da da da da, da
pussy go far
On top of the dick, then ride
Get down like running backs, side to side
Take yo clothes off, one by one (bitch)
Me and you gon have some
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
Fourth of July
And I ask her off top you want
Money or Time Money or time
I woke up on TIP
Like I'm stunting 2day Stunting 2day
I Finna Ride Thru da
Been on da road i been gone too long
I been trynna get some money
Gotti can you please come home
My bitch called me say she love me
I'm hanging up if
And when it get warmer, I'm jumpin' in the stormer
Duck when I'm passin' by
Put your head between your legs, kiss your ass good-bye, braaa
You can kiss
I snatch da verse out like gotti he thought he was listening to yo
I drop da verse off like Gucci dat 1017 dope
the cause I'll catch a body (Catch a Body)
Mobbing hard like John Gotti (John Gotti)
Team Playing with heat like Pat Riley (Shooters)
It's Butta Baby I b da
Playa Haters, yeah we know who you are
Make infrared shine on your head like the North Star
Bomb shit, boss bitch, mama set it off
Let it be known
shot slugs were thugs got pot
Get swellin' hops from sellin' tops to da drugs spot
G's was clocked fat knots was in the socks
And cops who tried
watch where u walking my nigga yea
I'm way way way up I'm at da tippy top yea
I ain't cut da sink off all da way datz why I drip a lot yea
Gold on my
Robbed so many niggas I got a ticket on my head
All my niggas T.T.G. they Trained To Go shawty
Kick a door shawty
Lay down on da floor shawty
Trained
Genauso wie die Video-Auswahl
Niemand hat mich gepusht außer realem Hip-Hop
Freezy on top, es gibt nichts
Was das Feeling noch toppt
Vierzigtausend verkauft
to cop off
Buddy in a jam I got knocked off
Head shot had to take da top off
Big bag nigga ain my fault
Had to leave the body on asphalt
Younging did
hit da block hunnit just dropped da top off
Slide on my block and yo head ah get knocked off
38 baby and bitch ima top dawg
First of da month ima rob
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