Lyrics:
nerves, compressions and by the bird
You ain't heard, on the one seven them niggas do dirt
And I bet my serve occur y'all felt my every word
When I
awards and
It's powered by Nissan
Big Tigger off the top, it's what we do
Everybody in Hip Hop, please stop through!
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Carpet
[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Droptopstunna: Ey Gotti! U fuxx with Stunna?!
Yeah, I am (No homo doe)
[Verse
[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Droptopstunna: Ey Gotti! U fuxx with Stunna?!
Yeah, I am (No homo doe)
[Verse
[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Droptopstunna: Ey Gotti! U fuxx with Stunna?!
Yeah, I am (No homo doe)
[Verse
Chorus: Puff Daddy
Bad Boy, Bad Boy, what you gonna do
What you gonna do when they come for you
(Gun cocking) You'll see, (gun cocking) you'll se [2x]
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Gloc forty, dope money make my pants
to the bar, order your grey goose, this what ya tell em'
[Chorus 4x's]
I'm on that grey goose, do I know you? NO!
Do I know you? NO!
Do I know you? NO!
came in a crate
I just cant sleep while this is in the works
Every song you hear me getting diverse
Is this what I want, I might go reverse
Or I could
shit we talking
I want to ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question (holla back)
What do you do - when niggaz spit at you?!
Clap back, we gon' clap
Gang (sex money murder)
Pete up till my white sheet up (hmm)
RIP Marty (what?)
You already know we bang in peace (Murder)
Yeah, I bang B's, but my
[talking]
Look here, you know what I mean, I done did a lot of
shit in my life, Yo Gotti, street raised street paid...
[chorus]
I'ma sell my dope
stuff up, y'all feel good?
Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do?
(Party!)
Randy Mac in the place to be, what you
I said yeah
Prolly sorry
Imma change the subject he gone lick the subject
Bet not try anal if he do the nigga suspect
It's the third round he like you
kitchen lookin' like I broke in (haha, ah)
Yo, it's a shame what we did to the highway
Even worse if we made it there safe when we pulled in
proper
And enough for one key I
See seventy thousand dollas
Now I was shootin' dice, smokin' on a joint
I bet with Yo Gotti
He hit five straight points
We
of us) What the fuck would I do?
Lord, when I die pacify, crucify me
I rock a Devil cross, one's for the soul one's for the body
If I'm built then God
So how you want to do it, rappin or gun-clappin
Either or, it could happen
Kurupt, move the glock to his mouth for they gappin
I bet next
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance
mi can bet my money pon
When mi bet pon you, no guy can't collect my money (You mad?)
Mi bet my
Anything you say mi can bet my money pon (Do it)
My
you, baby
Baby, I'll do just what I have to do
I'd beg, borrow, steal, cheat and lie for you
I'll put it all on the line if you ask me to
I'll bet it
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
tennis chain
Do it by myself, if I get caught, it ain't no witness, man (Gotti, what makes you do it?)
Loaded up them bricks inside my jet and then I
grind
And I always ride with a firearm
We get high as the Taepei
She can't contain her excitement
I got a whip in my driveway
You won't believe what
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