Lyrics:
like back in the days
When niggas used to hustle for the skrilla
Formulate a plan, don't even plot, just get a nigga
But, see, we knew a crew
Flow pissed the potty
But imma get my hustle on like my name Yo Gotti
Well im a west coast nigga in a eastcoast body
My .38 special, my 12 gauge shotty
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
He's so hood, he's so damn hood
He's so hood, he's so damn hood
Come help me mow yo lawn, mama
Turn you up into a soldier
Head to the dreams
you hood high
You like em hood huh
Say you down to whaaa
You said you good right
Always thinking bout yo steps you said you move right
Keep a tool right
Plz stop Frank you get off
Ah
애인이 54 horse
그때까지 whippin all
Ay hands up ouuu
이쁜 여자 다 데려와
쌔끈한 비키니 안에다 equip
Gotti put a date on
Pull up on yo block
Hood why you do 'em like that?
Pull up in the drop with the ceiling top back
Couple weeks old, "Bugatti" done went gold
You ain't even know, I deserve
we blow treez
[Redman]
Hey yo move out, roll in
Haters out, hoes in
Walk in the club, low brim
Hanging out like clothes pins
I hustle flow/ do my
only in the hood Papi will push your hairline back ha
Its always popping but we all tryna make it out
Cause these haters and these cops is tryna take us
around the hood, good, getting Gotti respect
Hand is golden, an OG rolling and holding, yo
Fresh kicks, soft leather, pockets is swollen
Let my jam hit
to zip up
You're in a bag bodied
Bodied
You've been a bad Gotti
Gotti
If I release the freestyles
You dissed half of Marion by name
Sad Gotti
You've been
From the back (back), to the front (front) and to the side
Yo, hol' up
Got some hoes from the hood.\, groupie twerkin' at that Onyx
For those
to the hood
Those who say all good in the hood
Keep the hood out yo mouth unless u raised in the hood
Be the paradise for the true gangsters
Intruders get
a lame
Her friends be all in my DM (I see 'em)
Her daddy's a police and you already know me
I don't ever wan' see him, I'm Yo Gotti
Can't we just
hood
In my hood
I got much love for my hood
Ooh la la la
Baby I'm so high
I feel like I'm in paradise
Your lovin' caught me by surprise
You make
And he shot a cat, i never got it back
Yo quiet down man
Y'all gotta hold it down! Let him rap
Please please! Please! Hold it down
Tretch investin' in
me? Look
I've been all around the world tryna put us on the map
Ayy, they really fuck with us, like, in other countries and shit
They like the way we
On some run flat
By the way I
Never seen a better view, not in Malibu
Bunch of bad bitches naked in the swimming pool
Hear the waves crashing, playing
We boyz in da hood...wanna see a dead body)
Sittin' in a lowrider, murda on my mind
'Cause I had too many dead homies in my lifetime
That's why I
Im talking la
Im talking los angeles
Not in my hood
Im eating steak
It comes in a tray
They bring it up to me
Like i’m eating good
They open the door
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
Gotti cause it’s murder nigga (Murder nigga)
Matte black Maserati help me swerve a nigga (Aye aye aye )(Yeah yeah)
And in my hood they be purging niggas
Foreign
Barbie
Foreign
Barbie
Foreign
Barbie
Foreign
Yeah
I'm the nigga in the foreign (Vrooom)
That will take yo ass touring (Leer)
I heard all your
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
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