Lyrics:
and watch death come in threes
I burn like lye
Gruesome like Faces Of Death parts 1,2,3,4 and 5
Hook:
Everyday I got a new style hatchin'
This is more than
lunch yo? you gotta go Dutch though
Half paid by you, do the drinks when we through
That's on you boo, otherwise I got shit to do
Yeet
Wanna spend some
nuts
Louis
that's the same crew as those
Milliwakee brewers
Rocking Wu shoes with Kaoluas
Time for lotti
Bald Gotti here
don't make me throw shots
we try
Just the two of us (Just the two of us)
Just the two of us, building castles in the sky
Just the two of us, you and I
It's a full-time job
go to waste how shameful
I'm eating my feast full, plentiful
Tested by the wise yes bitch I'm fool proof
Projecting my demise...
Bullet proof vest in
of the shoot out
I survived, not surprising
Death couldn't hold me back
Alpha stocks, I keep rising
Yo C. Laney catch ya lying
Yo C. Laney, leave some crying
fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword
Cool, she takes a flick or two
Tell me how you feel
It's time to get down and do this for real
A couple of weeks go by, clocking the boys around
on new
And you can ask swift gotti
Don't shit get by me
Ask tommy showtime if I did my time
And you can ask L Dog if I ever felt y'all
And ask rock jock if
therapeutic
Got no time to think about it yo just go and do it
Matter fact just keep it booming
Run it back they goin stupid
Gimme dat no autotuning
Hit them up
Metallica shit
Yeah, Ozzy, shout out to Ozzy
Yo, ay yo
Wallows is crisp the duffle bag got a straight mill
Black Gotti dice I'm often the grill
Party
bear
I'm smokin gas you can't hear me clear
All eyes on me i'm 2 pac
Niggas gettin harrased by the cops fuck the police
Police pull up at every block
She
strip
When I'm not hustling I'm atta full time job
Making money is the only thing I do wit my time
It takes a full time job n a full time hustle
Plus
come in threes
I burn like lye
Gruesome like Faces Of Death parts 1,2,3,4 and 5
Everyday I got a new style hatchin'
This is more than rappin' this
the payback when it strikes cuz
Cuz when you need it the most ain't no one ever around
Cold world, cold world
Yo, the pain's unbearable, remains
and jumping
I die by this shit
I ain't fearing no man
Put a stick in the air
It just got up to somethin
To these bitches I'm groovy
I treat yo hoe like
to rumble well get up shit
If you buck you get fucked by that nigga named Chuckwick
Aw shit my nigga Ganksta Nip in the motherfuckin' house
Yo Nip say
a smile then you suck it
Eat the whole thang if you gag fuck it
Keep yo sex face whole time niggas love it
Then you gotta let him catch the wave
Sit up
Every time it's the same old thing,
You lead me out like a beauty queen.
I don't mind if you play your game.
Cus I know I'll make you scream my name.
(breaks!) never riddle little beats
See me on rap city be -E-T spit graffiti
Present a full section of flavors that's robust
Dilated Peoples my brother we
done poetry
Done it by myself man i been thru no coaching
With fashion and style man im stepping like an OG
(Fashion and style)
Believing this my time
one of a kind
You think you have full control of your mind?
Ha, fucking disgrace, i thought you learned through the time of this journey
It is all me
boy
I want to count 2 three
I want you 2 break it down and do that Dunkie funkie
Yo, are you ready?? 1...2...3...
Get buck wild!!!
Submitted by
Hesitant for leavin' my heaven sent cowgirl
We ran off to the hotel
As I practice in the hotel lobby
She was on my mind full time
The fellas tryin'
Discuss these full time break 2 by yo gotti Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In