Lyrics:
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
You got your mother's eyes
And your daddy's temper
But I never mind
Being bitten by ya
the dawg, y’all know how we do it)
Zoe Gotti what’s hatnen man this ya boy let’s check in real quick (what’s hatnen Zoe Gotti)
You get it by any means hanh
Yo yo
Sit back, toss dice in a knick trap,
Serve big crack in white T's and fitted caps,
These sick reps, this my life you just spit raps,
I been
you still kick it in the hood?
Sellin' coke and fuckin' bitches real good?
Don't let 'em fool ya, these bitches ain't innocent
They'll change
Don't mean to be mean
Just what it be
I was always taught to do my thing
So what it seems
May be dream
But all my people tell me do one thing
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
Pulled up fish tank
Just a bit late
Hit by mistake
I'm the trap savior
I'm a trap savior
Gotti a trap savior
Give me that price I raise it up
Thats yo
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
Already,
Know what I'm sayin' this Birdman and this how it's goin' down,
That little youngin' Yo Gotti I certified him stamped approval
White and Black, Mexican and Jap Homeboy do anything fo' a scrap [Kurupt] Mark up yo hood like this, anybody killa DPGC fuck y'all niggas Deep inside we
Yeah, yeah, ha ha yeah!
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta niggas is in the building on this one!
You know! Yeah yeah ya know
It's real!
Straight from yo hottub piss
Nigga I don't do it
Fuck around here with you
Oh, I smell puke, do
That's on you, true
You hit's 'em hard dog
And ho went hard,
that's how you feel might as well grab that respirator
Don't by crying for yo Mamie nigga
And toast the Bel Air if you hear me nigga
Cause the money look
Viviré y te amaré
Como si fueras la última princesa
Te honraré y te cuidaré
Ante Dios será mi promesa
Ya no paso las noches pensando
Que era yo
Cause it's right, shit niggas gotta do to earn they stripes
[Hook]
Can't run, ya can't hide
Gon' get cha' when ya least expect it
Ya gon' diiiiiie, yeah,
Bullets start singing just like Pavarotti
I love Ja but I ain't Irv Gotti
I love Ja but I ain't Irv Gotti
You don't wanna see me on the scene
Last thing you
rae, me, but we don't sing, motherfuckers
So Murder Inc, do your thing, motherfuckers
You unleashed on a team
Who expects nothin' less than R&B coming
Tell It you too nice
All you want to do is lick her pussy and hit her bare
She want to fuck with a nigga that don't really care
Yo gotti hit the bitch
leavin' out this bitch til after two sum'n
Man, why yo crew frontin'?
Y'all ain't gon do nothin'
All these ladies in here, and y'all tryna prove sum'n?
Zaytoven
Ayy, Zay, I've been takin' this shit all out the country, ya heard me?
Yeah, yeah, they fuck with dopeboys all over the country, ya heard
[Irv Gotti]
Yeah, nox and me ya heard me
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
My niggas
Yeah Chink Santana, D.O. Cannon, Young Merc
My nigga, Seven
It's murder
flights
Four-fifth is room temperature
The pumps on ice (Ice)
Handle shit accordingly
Whenever it comes to you
Do the right thing or the get
The right thing
INTRO/HOOK:
NIGGAS IS TESTING MY PAITENCE
I'M TELLING YOU PLEASE DO NOT TRY
KEEPING MY HEAD TO THE SKY IM TELLING YOU
I'M LIKE
ALLAH!
CALL UP YA
Roddy (Slut), We blowing biscotti She know ima big Cat Run wit the mob don’t get yo ass robbed they call me John Gotti, smoking big pack gas just fuck up
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
_ "Every Little Thing")
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