Lyrics:
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 streets got me on stages wit nines
My nig Gotti get the mic, and yo I'm watchin' the crowd
I see a nigga start to reachin' and let that heater go pow
Took
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
the key?
I'm the one God chose so you blessed through me
Gotti Floyd getchu higher than that ecstasy
Hey yo I come through stunnin',
Plus I'm gettin'
way just know I love you nigga, I love you nigga
This one goes out to my hood (to my hood)
Tryna get it like I should (like I should)
Life can be so
in my hood, slangin' that white
Shirt on right, no ? on sight
Hundred I shoot, hundred I hit,
Five hundred ? nigga this my life
Yo Gotti don't shit
I'm a hood nigga
Where the streets ain't nothing good to ya
Tryna make a way
Live another day
Fucked up by a stray
Pray for better
I'm a hood nigga
your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?"
"This m.A.a.d city I run, my nigga"
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end
can stop us
Infamous they can't stop us, They want our spot
Yo fall back nigga we got this
They wanna know, where the hood at? Nigga, we right here
a blessing
And up is our one direction
And my bitch real bad, nigga you not me
I get cash and don’t brag, you can’t sit by me
Niggas know I got the juice,
Chicago, players in the D
Hood to hood
If we all made niggas, then why is we beefin'?
When them Jewish brothers be chillin' Sabbath Friday evening
Even
nobody
No I ain't had to kill nobody
But I shoot you in yo memory bank, memorize it
Duct tape, duct tape
Cover his mouth with duct tape
Check a nigga like
takes mathical fact
And you can't de-grate, y'all get played like a sax
Trumpet to trombone
Too shotty Young Gotti, millennium bone
If she raggedly,
you can't afford to pay attention
Catch me downtown by L.E.S.
Or up in Flatbush, Fort Green by dys, who you be with
My niggas I was locked up
(North Face)
Used to sell dope in the hood by the north gate (north gate)
Diamonds in my mouth but I'm still using Colgate (wait, wait)
I ain't never
I got it, come on, nigga
Oh, oh, yeah, yo
Yeah, get, nigga
Redman got fire, nigga
Shots'll ring your hood when I'm high nigga
Shots of Cuervo are
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
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
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
(feat. Juan Gotti, Baby Bash, Carolyn, Coast, Grimm, Low-G, Lucky Luciano, Powda, Quota Key, Rasheed)
[Verse 1: Juan Gotti]
Razaville Texas
name under the hood, Yo Gotti,
Sometimes I think back, I could of went fed, this a chance in a lifetime I gotta think ahead
I got base in the trunk,
Versace
I'm a trendsetter nigga, I can revive Horochi's Yo! These niggas green These nigga, yellow and blue
Eleven in the nine is one for every One of your
bitch I did do it
Steal cars Ive been through it
Done that
Played buddy buddy and rob ya like nigga run that
Bum cat, and bone hood rats till they bleed
car's white
Motherfuck a hater, I done lived a hard life
I'm swanging out my building
Trying to raise my children
Top got no ceiling, Yo Gotti
Nigga Meek
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