Lyrics:
around
They call me lil fivie (Baow)
Put my niggas on
Like yo gotti (Uh)
I'm a big dawg
You a lil puppy
I'm top two
Ask about me
I ain't number two
You can
It's been a long time since you've heard from us
Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger and young Gotti Kurupt
And now we back wit a little rhyme
We can't stop
Yeah! Uh, it's on now, haha
Yeah, haha, Ja Rule
Niggas let me in baby, it's on now
My niggas
Def Jam niggas, Russel Simmons niggas
Leo Cole, haha
Yo, the saga begins, beget 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
care of the fam. right ?
Ain't that what you told me
Ain't what my life like
One of a kind, blood line like no other niggas,
Sincerely yours, yo
[Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop,
should call ahead
She got that super fire I cant even lie
She like a water park she aint never dry
And I just call her bae and she just call me gotti
Don't
Come in lets ride, chill by the tides, official vibes
Don't look surprised, you lit you fly, yo hips yo thighs
This truth or lies, I fantasize, but I
keep on getting mine
So eat a dick
[Chorus 3: (JoJoPellegrino) Kurupt]
What's the verdict yo
(Doing me stuck in my grind)
Let the globe know
(MC
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
going to kill you
Slowly I turn, step by step, through the back window I crept
Silent as a mouse on the set while everybody in the house slept
I
Gotti
Tired of freezing need my income passive
So this script that I got I'm grasping
So this script that I got I'm grasping
You can't change the code
for me to shake back
And nigga I could up that rod without no problem, push yo tape back
And I can't leave without my strap
And I can't leave without my
Me
Loso Why You Leave Me
Whiteboy Why You Leave Me
Hurt Me to My Heart
I Seen Yo Face Up On
That Tv
I'm Just Trynna Block Out
all The Lies They
Trynna
would think I worked at Publix how I bag a nigga
Don’t know about me lil' buddy you better ask a nigga
Get ya information
Lil Haitian Gotti they won’t
boy that's my family.
We gonna settle The Score, once and for all.
I ain't gonna sit around and let jokers kill me softly kid
I'm goin' out, I'm goin'
Turn the heat up on that beef
Ain't nobody cook'n though
A section full of them bitches
That Yo Gotti Look'n foe
Yeah that's them 5 stars
The get
Yo Jinx man, we gotta find somebody that's down for hers, man
All these girls simple man, who you think fit the category?
It's me, the brand new
the midst of a me setting them vibes
Bitch don’t kill my vibe, bitch don’t kill my flow
Bitch don’t kill my energy my swanky kinda tone
Bitch don’t kill my
round and round, upside down
C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon
Bitch grab your tits c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon
Thugs
round and round, upside down
C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon
Bitch grab your tits c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon
Thugs
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
the plug have to use a couple dollies
You used to be a boss I'm used to being Gotti
Six blunts three percs and some juice for me and Gotti
Never going broke
the dark
Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
Yo, cut it
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me
Double-barrel
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