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On da Grind

J.T. Money

Pimpin' on Wax

1999

[Talking: Yo Gotti]
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...Survivor
I'm a North Memphis Survivor...I'm a young nigga, money and power
I'm a North Memphis

This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo

Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new

missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti he be runnin round wit real killas
Hush gang he ain't frontin no fuck

No medicine can heal this pain

We keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, yeah
Keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
We

the sky
The sky
So glad that I get to call you mine
All mine
But we
Keep it on the low
The low the low the low
The low low low yeah
Keep it on the low

M.O.B.

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches
M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we

on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas (Shh)

MOB, nigga cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches
MOB, nigga cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money

It's Yo boy Juan Gotti Juan Gachos
Shout out Aiden, Manic Beats
No set trippin' records in this bitch
What's up Steve Era
Ah
Now you on the floor

No Limit Soldiers

Master P

Featuring...Master P

2007

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

on the pole
I hate it here 
If you keep lurkin' on the low
If you a fan, just let me know
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Now if it's love, I deserve

I drive the coupe and it's not in the summer (uh-uh)
Back 'gainst the wall, they abandoned a G (back 'gainst the wall)
The Za' it keep tastin' like

ATL Tales/Ride Wit Me

Ja Rule

Southside

2004

[Irv Gotti talking]
Nobody cares
Trouble's like a cancer, you gotta get it early
You don't get it early it gets to big, it kills you
Nobody cares

in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they
Keep it on the low
I keep my bitch in Celine, that's fa

like I missed summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti, he be running 'round with real killers
Hush gang, ain't

keep it on the low
I keep my bitch in Celine that's fa sho
I keep my bitch in Vera Wang that's fa sho
I keep my hittas on the plane that's fa sho

to the grave
It's going down, Moe-yo, feel this here baby

[Verse 1: D-Gotti]
These blades are choppin'
And these babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud and my

Don't keep my love on the low low
Keep my love on the low low
You can throw me like a yo-yo
But I promise I won't let go
If you don't trust me by

tennis chain
Do it by myself, if I get caught, it ain't no witness, man (Gotti, what makes you do it?)
Loaded up them bricks inside my jet and then I

You

Pacewon

Won

2002

me set it off for (You! You! You!)
Always keep it raw for (You! You! You!)
Rock it to the core for (You! You! You!)
Yo! What you want? Yo! (You! You!

Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs
It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood
Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what
Don't get it fucked

it
What the f***?
There ain't nothin'
Else to be said

[Gotti]
Yo, I got a empire with niggas
With thug in they blood
I admire them niggas
My

Freestyle

Boo

The Chicago Power Hour Mix Tape, Vol. 1

2002

it
What the f***?
There ain't nothin'
Else to be said

[Gotti]
Yo, I got a empire with niggas
With thug in they blood
I admire them niggas
My

Hang it right up by my hip and you could kiss below 

Low low low low low low low low low low low low 
And you could kiss below 
Low low low low low low