Lyrics:
Everybody, join me
[D-Gotti]
Thank you, for supporting the family
Everybody know, we ride for the 3
[Big Moe]
Now my family, on note
Everybody, think thoed
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
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 Feds
' main obstacle is to charge that trick
(Boss Lady) Break that trick
(Yo Gotti) Toss that bitch
Repeat 3x
Hook until end
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
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
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
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
[Talking: Yo Gotti]
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...Survivor
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...I'm a young nigga, money and power
I'm a North Memphis
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
the driveway (yeah)
Three and a half whole ones gone by Friday (gone)
Now we ridin' back, smokin', listen to Sade (haha)
The dope's up in Maryland, the coke
blame it on the liquor
All Star I'm in my 2-3 zone, I got a pistol in the car that's about 2 feet long
Pockets fat as fuck yea that's what's up
Yo
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (I'm Yo Gotti)
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men
Im in the zone all by myself
Im alone all by myself
Yeah
Im in the zone all by myself
Im alone all by myself
Im in the zone
On everything I own
Be
blame it on the liquor
All Star I'm in my 2-3 zone, I got a pistol in the car that's about 2 feet long
Pockets fat as fuck yea that's what's up
Yo
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Come on Young Gotti, come and get some
Eyo get 'em up high, get 'em up higher
Get 'em up in the sky like frequent fliers
7, 6, 5, 4, 3
blame it on the liquor
All Star I'm in my 2-3 zone, I got a pistol in the car that's about 2 feet long
Pockets fat as fuck yea that's what's up
Yo
blame it on the liquor
All Star I'm in my 2-3 zone, I got a pistol in the car that's about 2 feet long
Pockets fat as fuck yea that's what's up
Yo
blame it on the liquor
All Star I'm in my 2-3 zone, I got a pistol in the car that's about 2 feet long
Pockets fat as fuck yea that's what's up
Yo
2,3,4 what you pay the plug for
Turnt the bedroom to a trap
Feelin like a drugstore
5,6,7,8 Trying to eat need a plate
John Gotti cause you know we got it
tell 'em, manifest this
Not righteous, but might just, make you wanna listen
Yo I'm Elvis with the words of wisdom
This time there was three
One,
tell 'em, manifest this
Not righteous, but might just, make you wanna listen
Yo I'm Elvis with the words of wisdom
This time there was three
One,
Pulled up fish tank
Just a bit late
Hit by mistake
I'm the trap savior
I'm a trap savior
Gotti a trap savior
Give me that price I raise it up
Thats yo
you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!
[1st Verse: [Silkk The Shocker & Master P]]
[Silkk The Shocker]
See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I
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