Lyrics:
[Ruk:]
Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queensbridge niggas...crud love baby..
[Verse 1: Ruk]
Aiyo, I zone out
feelin' like I'm in Capone's house
starin'
smokin on p's this my party i ain paying no fee
Sticked up got her booted off the molly
I just ran into a hardhead n thought it was Gotti
Ay tour stylin n
a villain like John Gotti
The muthafuckin' gangsta S-p-i-c-e
They ring my mobile phone, now who the fuck could that be?
Bitch, I said don't call me, I'm
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
Voltio
(bumper remix)
luny tunes, que paso
(if you hit it gonna break my bumper)
rompe el bumper
(if you hit it gonna break my bumper)
hahahaha
(if
Soy un jefe como gotti
Rock Tom Ford y todavía
Estamos Molly
Roll up good cali, la di la di
Somos solo yo y mis homies
En tu puerta como The Shining,
two P's in a bucket
(Yo Daz, homie won't you tell these niggas somethin')
It ain't nothin' but a gangsta party motherfucker!
[Chorus]
Load Up,
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
Aye
Lil' Haitian Gotti Like that there, yeah yeah
Haha
I got them, mmm
I ain’t regular, bitch I’m steppin up, with the weapon tucked (I’m a special
millimeter
The police was comin' I had ta dump the body
But like I said on the city streets I'm John Gotti
When it comes to the gangsta rap shit
I do
remix
Scratch it up, Premier presents
Chigga chigga chigga chiggga
Reset!
Reset!
All I know
(be happy)
The party's over, you start romancing
All I
[Puff Daddy]
Oh shit (what's that man)
I don't know kid, I think it's a party going on
Oh it's the remix
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about
con niggas in the game today
Yo, what if Jordan never had Scottie?
What if Sammie never ratted Gotti?
What if New York without Giuliani?
What if
Loose)
[Verse 2: Veronica Vega]
Yo man say my body so trill
Yo body so ill
It's by its own will
He ova here still
Yo man wanna get with me
Everything I
groove on
Before he get gis glock and gat up the party like Gotti
I'm runnin' thangs from the inside
Rap better wait because your style done died
work
They gon dance to dis one
We gotta do it
I guarantee they'll get up out they seats
Get up out yo seats people
It's the remix
It's so hot like fire
I
Old School Party-Dance Like We Used (Streethop Remix)
(T. Blakemore, J. Stringfellow, Trevell Franklin)
""Now here's a little something for
Play wit' yo bitch
Feelin' like Gotti
I'm tha King of this shit
Every time you see Boosie
I be clean, ask ya bitch about me
My music be hot shit
Ah, yeah
Da Fat Gangsta
You gotta flow, Joe, you gotta flow, Joe
You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta let 'em know, Joe
You gotta flow, Joe, you
ain't know what to do with it damn
Now who the gangsta to call when you want that thing beat up
Three nine zero nine you can get the rest later
Yo I'm
Eazy-E was playing on the radio
I knew exactly how my day would go
California sunshine coming in
Singing gangsta rap with all my friends
The origins
going on
Who creeps in smooth with moves like Gotti
Trips to make grips and back to the party
Million dollar holler with the Jazzy Belles
97 makes moves
I earned cake, let me tell you more
Joey Crack, aka '88, Cook Coke
Yo, yo, loop this and you crash the remix
And forget who you thought I was,
like a mail stamp
Amps and beats, technics is what I come with,
Gangsta's and pimps and balla's is who I fuck with
FUCK nobody safe when I see
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