Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Part III, Gotti Gambino
And Ty Nitty, Scarface rest in peace
[Chorus]
Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips
You seein clips
(Blessed)
Okay now
Please tell me who got the juice (Juice)
I can kill them and they group (Group)
All by myself, I don't need me no help
Y'all let the animal
if we smashing
'Cause a nigga like me living by his own rules
Wanna build it up wit' me got to bring yo own tools
In this hologram, I'm a manufactured
When we on road, we just kill shit
When we on go, hit the kill switch
When we on road, we just kill shit
When we on go, hit the kill switch
Me and my
'cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me boys
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
Light is shinin' beauty
]
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
]
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
]
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
super fly yo bitch I'm super fly (Fly)
Watch me when I ride yo watch me when I ride (Ride)
No, no, no, no, you can't kill my vibe (No, no, no, no)
You
I'm super fly yo bitch I'm super fly (Fly)
Watch me when I ride yo watch me when I ride (Ride)
No, no, no, no, you can't kill my vibe (No, no, no, no)
water, can't deny, and i'm floatin' pressure high
Ain't no storm, baby rain on me
I remember when I use to sing drive by to Sidney
And she would sing back
these commas
Thugtown baby
Trap spot made me
In yo kickback wit glocks wit da gang gang
Big drac if he play it go bang bang
Kobe jus threw me a perky
Yeaah, yeaah
She tryna kill me alive, aye!
JayDre, yup
She tryna kill me alive, I thought that she just down to ride, ay
She tryna kill me alive, I
on the inside, and on your blindside
Shoot you right between your motherfuckin' eyebrows
Ooh, kill 'em, it's that Carter 5, let me get 'em
I'm feeling like John
holla at yo' peoples nigga..
[Verse 1 Ja Rule]
For now on call me the don, and bicthes call me don da da
Where ever I go niggaz soon to follow'
Like
comin' for my
Dogs in the morning and if I die by a slug
The death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn
Me? Gettin' blowed out
High, watch me murder
Money, we kill men
[Chorus]
[Sincere]
My goods pull, like Sammy the Bull
Sin'll pop you, D.O.A.'ll bomb you
Mafia style, boss me? Body a child
When I
Gotti
And when I get on top I want the Lamb or a rarri
And they kick me I was down, when I'm up don't say sorry
Now I'm gettin' in my bag, I'm really
you, talking pacos again
It don't matter
The longer we spend, the longer we win
And Gotti, showed me how to work these niggas
??? these niggas
Yo, the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws
We takin' what's yours, we do
social distant, hoes like, "When you not trippin'?"
I duck the party, who said they saw me?
Crown on Bob Marley, wrist on Yo Gotti
They gon' judge your
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
Seratti
Quien es el que vende la molly
Molly
Mafia rompiendo los party
Party
Me temen porque soy jhon gotti
Bitch bitch I'm a thug get me lick
Panter is
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