Lyrics:
(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.)
what?
Gotti: You fuckin' with them SLS niggas?
Lucille: Whoa, it's not even like that
Gotti: yo cono lucille: Baby, chill
Gotti: I gotta go through your
hatnen man (Rd, Sig, Driz, Breeze what’s hatnen man, Zoe Gotti what’s hatnen)
This that SPA SPS type sh*t (Fro what’s hatnen, yo Tommy Boy)
Apples
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: Yo Gotti]
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Droptopstunna: Ey Gotti! U fuxx with Stunna?!
Yeah, I am (No homo doe)
[Verse
[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Droptopstunna: Ey Gotti! U fuxx with Stunna?!
Yeah, I am (No homo doe)
[Verse
[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Droptopstunna: Ey Gotti! U fuxx with Stunna?!
Yeah, I am (No homo doe)
[Verse
[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
[Intro: N.O.R.E.]
Yeah niggas, yeah
Uhhh, that's what I'm talkin 'bout right here niggas
That's what I'm talkin 'bout right here Gotti
This what
's that shit I be talkin' 'bout
And we gon' be around til yo motherfuckin' body rot
And if the Feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got
And if
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,
[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
running I'm running I count up them hunneds
Lil nigga you kick it but guess what? I'm puntin
I'm pourin I'm pourin I'm sippin that tussin
My diamonds are
That's what I want you to do
So I can call up Gotti 'nem to blast yo' crew'
You think you tossin these hoes dawg, but really you not
You niggas payin what
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
[Intro Hussein Fatal]
And what ever it is then that's what is gonna be nigga
Hussein Fatal, the outlaw don, "Blood In My Eyes"
Shyea', Triple O
[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
a booth
y'all ain't talking about shit, i'm 100 proof..
that's what my life like
[Chorus]
[Yo Gotti]
I'm from the projects, jaded in, fence surround
I'm
it's done
Gotti you make that shit look easy, how it's done
Biggest year of my career
And I can feel the pressure, gotta follow up
Same time I can
time, to holla at the Screw
Where would we be, if we never met you
[Big Moe]
Candy paint, is what I ride
And I'm from, that Southside
[D-Gotti
What's been going on with you where have you been?
[Yo Gotti]
Well I was kicking down on Watkins on some motherfuckin' hustling shit
Catching my cone
why y'all know how that go
I was raised Screwed Up Texas, didn't know my direction
Now I'ma state representative, been chose by election
Some said I
[Intro - Ja Rule - talking]
Yeah ... ha, uh huh
You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)
Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin nigga (gangsta
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
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