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track we makin' here some classic shit
Step up to the plate in the stu', I took a crack at it
Bambino of beats, the Barry Bonds of rap
Ice melting on my
Uhhh, ha ha, y'all like that, huh
The party don't stop yo, check it out
Ain't no party like a no limit party
'Cause a no limit party don't stop
Work so hard but bitch I'm here Now
Huh huh
Putting my hand in dis shit gotta Play for da shit
It's gone pull right through
Hard times was times was
yourself for nobody
When she act up
I just give her act right like I'm Yo Gotti
I swear to god I'm sacked up
Blitzing shit like we the packers
Niggas actors
[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
rehearse, that's my word
Thick in the game, D's knew my first name
Should I quit? Shit no, even though they had me scared
Yo, they got a eight, I got a TEC
look here, you know you down bad round Runnin off the mouth, tellin me not to come around You must be trippin, what you think you debo? I don't care who
a baby, now you got the hood hot
You got every nigga in
The hood gettin' watched
You got niggas that don't even be
In that type of shit
They just out here
Listen, it's Nolay aka Bella Gotti, yo
Every chick wanna be bad
So they rap about experiences
They've never had
Their boy's seatbelt is the closest
me, nigga)
It's been ten long years (yo)
You can not retire me (listen)
On the corner ready to bo', holding my nuts
Standing by my building,
ya shoulder before this life is over we Takenover Right.....
It's getting lonely at the top
Ridin thru yo city
Best believe I sent them shots
What the fuck
Y'all niggas supposed to be family man
Niggas out here fightin in the
Street and shit man
After ten long, years, guess who comin, home
this shit up in my motherfuckin headphones,
Turn me up niggas, fuck these faggots, haha
It's real nigga, yeah, it's real nigga (ay yo, word ta motha)
Living lavish I hate living like dis
I ain't living like dis cause there ain't nothin here
Living like dis I ain't living right
And I can't figure
Hit it!
Aww yea!
Yeah
La-di-da-di, la-di-da-di
La-di, la-di!
You know what? Yo, peep this
La-di-da-di, we like to party
We don't cause
the
Other half that's left?
Yo Cass' the best, my shit extra cold
But you were never Blood it's not
(snot) happenin'
Even if you had a messy nose
Watch who
my brother in an accident
Pray dat dey was heaven sent
I can't lie when I heard da news dat shit had got me bent
And days went by, puffing on dis boof
could be godly
In a world so dominated by sin
And thin hotties with rims tell 'em then
If-If you got it
See i ain't Irv Gotti
But that murder incorporate
stand up, Got your mind's back right
Jerse's mobbin' these cowards all the time
You know gunning them down, Every thing like that
Smooth stayin'
Single, I'm single (It's Yo Gotti) Go go go go go
It's gonna rock up in the building (Go, go)
Single single single, single, single (I know)
I'm
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
Yea.....that's right
Hardy Boys shit...uh huh
Smoke a Winston to this shit nigga
Word up bout to fuckin' throw ya head up, Yea
Yo, yo he got his
meant by sippin' drank the color we all knowin'
With that shit the same color as a airport
[Hook:]
I could dap you with the right hand
And then bat
here's the bottom line
You niggas can't get wit it, forget it
Lookin so sweet, that you make me want to hit it
Ah shit it, the mentals is lost
But
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