Lyrics:
gettin' me anxious
To speak for my defendants, that say that they plaintive
Guess we guilty by song, but yo the government must be on
(Exodus)
I mean
[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Yo what's up? (Aiyyo, what's up Kurupt)
A nigga feel so low that I can't come up
Dippin down the 101 blazin smoke
A trunk full
[Intro - Kurupt (Krook)]
Yeah, My Life
Kurupt Young Gotti, Why everybody mad
(The life I live) (Yeah..)
Yeah, Lifes a bitch homie
[Hook - Krook]
Last nigga tried got bodied
Hit 6 times with a shotty
Fed don't even know who did the body
Bitch I feel like I'm John Gotti
So fuck you and ya squad
on the Throttle (Ah yeah)
Imma take this shit as far as it goes
Im in my zone
Used to waste time on a chase for the throne
Used to get by with no place for a home
what we do
This is what we do nigga - gangsta's talk!
Tell 'em one more time - gangsta talk!
All the homies in the hood - gangsta talk!
[Kurupt]
[Intro]
Sup Fred?
Gangsta shit
West Coast...
[Verse One]
Niggas with hepatitis
Unauthorized hard-to-move arthritis
Infected selected neglected
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
the trigger, he be shot like a crack mouse,This only an intro, bitch, so strip down yo' blouse.
[Verse 2: OSD]Let's talk about them rappers this time,They ain't
with a love jones, watch me son
Global with the local cats that's known trifted in the hell zone
Politic, modern Gotti click,
Just a matter of time
fine, oh, I forgot to mention
GVO, good vibes and good rhymes just like the tribe
We catching stride, you feel the vibe, but yo, it's time
To get paid
Intro
SHUT UP!
(hmmm)
Forever Music,
(ahh haaa, ahh haaa)
yo Welda,
Gazaman,
(Choppa nuffi loud, money affi nuff)
(Choppa nuffi loud, money affi
I'm blessed)
Cause I didn't get popped (or I didn't get killed)
[Yo Gotti]
It's hard to except
The cards I was dealt
The life that I chose
???
A life
nigga, gangsta's talk!
Tell 'em one more time, gangsta talk!
All the homies in the hood, gangsta talk!
To my nigga Eastwood, gangsta talk!
Kurupt
Intro:
Lody da di let's have a party don't get rowdy don't bother nobody RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT
Lody da di let's have a party don't cause trouble
like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serve it to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
I tell my hoes, "Rake it up," like Yo Gotti
I do my thing and I fuck up a party
Niggas that hate, they gonna wanna say "Sorry"
Free my guys, I
a minute uh
Its that 44 murder intro once again
Knocking at yo front door let me in
Hear the sound of yo heart beat through yo skin
Im knocking at yo front
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
and greed
Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, Field marshals, elites and the chief
Soldiers we better take heed and realize
Signs of the times, stand by yo 9,
Watch out
(feat. Wyclef Jean)
[Intro - Timbaland - talking]
Oh!
You know what?
([Wyclef:] good good good)
I go through a lot, since my baby girl's not
[Intro: Ras Kass]
Ah what's crack-a-lackin zr's and shit
Ya know DJ the boy brooklyn's own masses
It goes
[Chorus: Ras Kass]
Ahha if you like
never I'm supposed to be
I chose to be on some Dark shit
Rip apart shit an' start shit, until whenever I depart, bitch
The hard shit will leave yo' ass
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