Lyrics:
tonight
I'm clever, only time we party, when we beat a body
Or when they free Gotti, so that means never
To my niggas in they cell wit a hour of rec
ya know
Despite how full my hands get I can't let ya go
I love and I miss you all but it's time to end this call though
God next time I ring me and you
the time be
They don't want to know me, they want to know my G's
Le I quit, things ain't the same no more
But I'ma do my thing 'til there ain't no more
the time be
They don't want to know me, they want to know my G's
Le I quit, things ain't the same no more
But I'ma do my thing 'til there ain't no more
Yeah
You know what
I like the playettes
No diggity, no doubt, uh
Play on playette, play on playette
Yo, Dre, drop the verse
It's going down,
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
you fools (This here for my shottas)
I'm a thug, that goes by no rules (Dip Set!) Oww!!!!
Heaven knows if I'm meant to go (I'm a shotta)
Let me
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
Hailie when life's a drag
Told her to do like her dad, don't cry, get mad
'Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags
I'm hyper, by the time you
love
(Yo Wayne Wonder, you ready to talk to the girls, let's go)
[Verse 1: Wayne Wonder + (Wyclef Jean)]
I will be knockin by the time me come
who gon' tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn't
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got a ass full
Yeah
You know what
I like the playettes
No diggity, no doubt, uh
Play on playette, play on playette
Yo Dre, drop the verse
It's going down,
in my Chevy 'Vette
Nah, you ain't ready yet, wetter than yo' girl get
Dolce 'Bana, Dolce shades, don't you wanna see the boy
See the boy, see
uh yo uh yo
Aye yo, I'm old school like Rick Ruler, sick jewels to big buddah
Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger
That means bring it back, NY
caught the signs of time will try to blind, all your ghetto dreams
Got plagues like AIDS, city full of dope fiends
Like K say, is there a better place for
Uh, mh, k'yeah
R.I.P. to B.I.G
Classic shit
I'm looking for a nigga to give some babies
A hand full of Weezy's, sprinkle of Dave East
Man, I
crew
Son, yo, they steppin in you
And it could happen to you
Outro: Havoc
KnowhutI'msayin? Said word to mutha, son!
Feels like a dream (word!)
It's
Brothers brothers brothers
I got shot
By the cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack you wings saying fuck yo flock
Niggas send
Big chief I be burnin on my past time
Swear I must've been John Gotti in my past life
Bitch please nigga get the fuck out my face
Clean up crew
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
You niggaz just don't get it do you?
Young Roscoe the sodo
YA, Dogg Poung, Kurupt Young Gotti
Yeah, started November 23, 1972 and 83
[Hook]
Put me
Homeless...
I need a Lucy yo...
(Yo...)
[VERSE ONE]
Walk into the store with a pocket full of nickels
And a city full of horns, jackhammers, and rape whistles
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