Lyrics:
Sniffin' a gotti in lobbys off tits, we be LIT, we be LIT
Pourin' a 4 in a fifth with my bitch cause we be LIT we be lit
Go in a store on da floor is
a bitch shit
Motherfuckers, blow your horns
Then smash sumthin, crash sumthin'
Yo, yo yo, from hunger, to hungry, to hungriest
Pack two cannons by
a bitch shit
Motherfuckers, blow your horns
Then smash sumthin, crash sumthin'
Yo, yo yo, from hunger, to hungry, to hungriest
Pack two cannons by
a bitch shit
Motherfuckers, blow your horns
Then smash sumthin, crash sumthin'
Yo, yo yo, from hunger, to hungry, to hungriest
Pack two cannons by
and Eagle that be's the block
And he's so hot that four hundred degrees the spot
And weed and vodk' got me want to beat a cop
I grease the glock, the scope
This is, fo sho this is, fo sho
Ha ha, Beat Novocaine yeah
One of them jump-out boys, jackin'
Toys out their cars, i remember
Miami, where it’s 95
and
Every time I see her I just listen like yo gotti cuz
I just wanna show you love nothing else It's true
I just wanna show you love nothing else it's you
y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all"
Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no future in yo' frontin
I never got caught with a kilo
If you ever
Can't leave tha house
Wit out yo heat shit
Det street shit
Bitch you know
I'm on det crete shit
And ion mention names
When I'm on dem beats bitch
4. Lion King morning time score, bird song, dog barking, snoring,
5. Sound professor from Cornell struggling with recording, bird song recorded by
it by myself but you know Aj he got aim too
I could make one call and call up Clanzz cause he gon' bang too
Man who the fuck put Heem and Kaygo Gotti
look at C4, that nigga passin' you
I was with the robbers
And the dopeboys jackin', Fool
I can't stop nan' one of
Them from jackin' you i eat with
got her by tomorrow
She a hoe I'm like adios
I'm with Yo, no Gotti though
Family, gotta keep em close
Enemies gotta keep em closer
I'm a king and I'm
(feat. Juan Gotti, Baby Bash, Carolyn, Coast, Grimm, Low-G, Lucky Luciano, Powda, Quota Key, Rasheed)
[Verse 1: Juan Gotti]
Razaville Texas
a party getting groupie love
She want to make me cum by the heat of her tongue
I beat it beat it beat that pussy up just like a drum
Straight shots then
smacked
I'ma beat up the opps that got
Move tact', don't need you to go with me
Right by myself, got the pole on my lap
DOA, GBG, 06 fifth,
Niggas know
Of teffifyin tales that be stompin small soldiers
The grim reaper dipped in all black like folgers
Packing four heaters and carrying five holsters
Suppose if i
on the visit
Yeah, you better off talking on the visit
If you don't know how to speak in code
You gone' fuck around and catch
A new charge yo
I heard Rap D got
I know your tired of bouncin' so check this here
We got tha back breakin' club shakin' beat for this year
Yeah, so peep the steelo and the flow
I
as i drain a nigga's jugular vein
and maintain to leave blood stains
so don't complain just chill
listen to the beats i spill
keepin it real
enables me
coast, that's my shit, 4Hunnid, that's my clique
Last nigga that beat the pussy up, well, um, that's my bitch
I don't give no fucks, I don't give no
back in town
I been raw they was looking at me then like they look at me now
Gotti
Another beat killing it yeah its a body
They all know when Alejandro
[Keith Murray]
Yeah, turn me up, yo
Ayyo I'm like a lifeguard on the beat
When niggas try to rap, I come through and I save the track
I'm fresh like
baby grown
But she hate when I stay out late
You take yo girl to get a 4 for 4
I take her to eat steak
Nigga happy he just bought some shoes
I'm tryna
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