Lyrics:
It's been a long time since you've heard from us
Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger and young Gotti Kurupt
And now we back wit a little rhyme
We can't stop
[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
DAT
YOU WASN'T FUCKING WITH ME
I REMEMBERED THAT
NOW YO SHIP BROKE BRO
AIN'T NO COMING BACK.
MAJOR VERS
NIGGAS HATE
ME NEVA DAT
CLAIM THEY
Yo, yo
You done know it's Kardinal Offidall straight from the T-Dot O
You know I mean?
Vybz Kartel keeping di gyal dem moist (Up 2 Di Time)
figure I won't cut your throat & leave ya shakin'
Down south money makin' dats all a nigga know
Niggas I used to run wit still like to snort coke
Lay it
really is another side, I seen his mother cry
I just wanna know where he went when my cousin died
That last step, then it's yo debt, yo last breath
Then
miemia wo, wahu
Na ebi fefe wano, Na ebi ema wo gye tire
Yeah
It's happening
Yo Dagaati, to door no mu
Alright, Yeah
Shawty want grab the dick
But I
Bitch!
Brick city, yo
Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
pockets
Her name Polly Yeah!!!
Dat lil hoe sloppy
Lil bruh she not a hottie
Oh no pray they don't try me
Tell Taetae
Just go by Jay Mazi
Lil niggas slimy
I
(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
at, yo?
There she go, there she go, yo, nigga, there she go
Nigga, there she go, nigga, here we go
Yo, dat bitch, the one that'll shut her mouth
pink lemoade or sherballato
Pink lemonade or sherballato tell me
What you want hoe yh i got 35s
Tenscotti by tenco or i got gotti
By backpack boys in
niggas wit it, wit it, WB bitch
It's a World War Three nigga, fuckin' wit Gotti boy
I'm bout to separate yo soul from yo body boy
I got that chopper boy,
shit that I
Do dat shit that I like
Do dat shit that I
Do dat shit that I like
You know what I'm talking bout'
The tongue with the thing
Who dat? Pull up, serve you in my 'Rari (skrrt)
Money like I'm Frank Matthews
Killers around me like I'm Gotti
If I tricked you, know I'm sorry
Who dat? Pull up, serve you in my 'Rari (skrrt)
Money like I'm Frank Matthews
Killers around me like I'm Gotti
If I tricked you, know I'm sorry
Mali, let's go get 'em
Gimme that joy I can't explain
Add extra peace that'll ease my pain
I hope that love that'll never change
Gimme dat
dat Dropping, 8 lines, in a Fanta
Who dat Fuckin' yo bitch on camera
Who dat Servin' the bags and buying em
Who dat Standin' up on them couches
Who dat
Smokey!
Who is dat? Who dat?
I got Ethan on the track
Who is dat? Who dat
Ay, Ay, I'm a kush camper you knew dat
Yo girl on my pipe and she blew dat
Got on vickey secret i won’t tell a soul
Shawty fine damn right she cold
Got on vickey secret i won’t tell a soul
Between me and u yo nigga won’t know
I'm out here trapping Yo Gotti
Nobody
Nobody
Niggaz can't fuck with me nobody
My hitter he caught a whole body
We just act like we don't know bout it
The Stoney Rivers Project
I Don't Write I just Go F**k It
(My Lil N***a)
I guess I must do da same... (Being mean to him)
Dats my Lil N***a tho
I
Gotti go
That's all I know
It started out
In a small project, where i was turning it out
Credit for Grip
He never tripped, he kept it real
Had
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