Lyrics:
the things that we do
Blinded evil-minded no option
For my offspring
Reminded can't find it complications
What the future brings
Losin' my mind why you
If you a Hitman
Holla how many bodies you got
Pussy, do you got a body or not?
Obviously not yo I need to know what
Type of hitman is this
Cause this
line went over a lot
Of heads: stocking cap i'm wavy
Came here to do niggas
Greasy what's poppin' Smack?
You got them raps
The unfortunate wanna take
roll (roll)
And a Glock 9 too (go)
Red bitch on the passenger, she semi cute (cute)
But her head some serious (serious), so you know what it do
When
other shit
They like to talk behind your
Back, but in your face, they ride yo' dick
That's why I stay tight with my crew
So what you gon' do when we come
put a twist wit' it
You can't do like me, I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin'? What's up?
Got da purp fired up
put a twist wit' it
You can't do like me, I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin'? What's up?
Got da purp fired up
[Gotti]
Yo Boo, Irv Gotti
Black, and BJ outta
Wit the f*** up here man
shit done hit the fan
Let's do dis shit man
Fo' real
[Boo]
Let's do
your resume I'm the guy that you lack
We can take a ride on a warm night (warm night)
Or we can catch a breeze by the river side (side)
Bet I change your
[Intro: D-Gotti]
We po'd up, we showed up
And we still rolling on choppas
It ain't stopping know what I'm talking about
It's D-Gotti, Wreck Shop
still gettin' injured
NIGGA DON'T YOU KNOW BY NOW THE TANK CAN'T BE DENTED?!!
And when we reach a hundred million cartridges
We ain't finished
Bitch
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
With my nigga ScHoolboy cadillac and a coupe
See them niggas hatin from afar
Can't catch em know
But they getting smacked when we do
Ra ta ta like we
(D-Gotti talking)
We Po'ed up, we showed up
And we still rolling on choppas
It ain't stoping know what I'm talking about
It's D-goti, wreckshop
tacky
Only smoking blunts I don't do baccy (yeah)
Saw the opp boy on the high street we turn him red like Trippy
Who dat knocking on my door? Can't be no
Watch me
Jigga-man, ya heard? Boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard? Boom boom booom
Compton
Gotti Gotti ya heard? Yo,
C'mon
You gotta, pop that
Watch me!
Jigga-Man, ya heard? Boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard? Boom boom booom
Compton!
Gotti Gotti ya heard? Yo,
C'mon!
You gotta, pop that
With my nigga ScHoolboy cadillac and a coupe
See them niggas hatin from afar
Can't catch em know
But they getting smacked when we do
Ra ta ta like we
gon' bend it and dent it
Fuck what it cost, we gon' spend it
Buy it, never rent it
Now when you suckin my dick
Baby girl put yo' face in it
Get it get it
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
Ay
Bet if you ain't from where I came up you don't wanna trespass
These niggas dangerous
Raise and aim it at your nose and mustache
Bet that we
chains is on me
Money can't stop me
I'm in my glory
All I want to do is live out my dreams
And fuck what y'all think
'Cause these is my dreams
All I
(D-Gotti talking)
We Po'ed up, we showed up
And we still rolling on choppas
It ain't stoping know what I'm talking about
It's D-goti, wreckshop
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