Lyrics:
Woodstock I’ll nail a Nigga dats on My Dreadlocks,
Head Shots…POW! Got em ( got em ) Then I’m a hit yo Bodie… Liquored Only shooting off Molly,
Yeah I
like my name Greg Popovich
I live by da code like I stay in sum apartments
I be on fire like my name yo gotti
Learned how to hustle keep sum guap in my
(The Mekanix)
Niggas don't want you to keep your head up
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da
Playa Haters, yeah we know who you are
Make infrared shine on your head like the North Star
Bomb shit, boss bitch, mama set it off
Let it be known
(Ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da) little bit louder now, clearer, let's go
Ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da
Ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da, yo
Ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da
One, two, one, two, three,
niggas OG and they paid
I spray off haters like roaches
Wit raid
Spitting that heat by the minute I’m made
My girl keep bundles
Hair whipped an it’s
Green tops, boulders and bottles
Soldiers who follow leaders
You owed 'em dollars
Know that tommorrow you might not see it
Packs got knocked off by
it off yeah (Take it off)
Ethika draws mixed with Dior (Ethika Dior)
Drippy I'm sauced baby (Drip)
I'm iced out like Gotti (Like Gotti)
My price up
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
it's lonely at the top but
When you at the top, you don't need a loan
Fuck a job
I make enough to survive off weed alone
I'm married to the ratchet I
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
it taste
I like to keep my 9 on me, its right here tucked by my waist
I got a missle on my back im taking off to da moon
Yu lil boys cant ride da wave
Seht ihr die Fahnen und den Wagen
Und das Logo, dass sie tragen
Yo, das zeigt unseren Namen in
(gang-sta-ville) von Köln bis Berlin
Wir bleiben im Team
pocket
Told that Nigga quit playin stop it
Before I send shots at yo top and Drop it
High as hell off the gas
Exotic
Bro nem pop pills he Laying There
La-di-da-di
We came to start it
Bring the paper for the pressure
Wrap 'em up like origami, yo
La-di-da-di
We came to start it (ay)
It's pepper if they
clout I need accounts
So if you aint talking money
Shut yo mothafuckin mouth
Ima gone n break em off
Fuck a hater shake em off
Heard da plug was throwing
Wa da da dang, wa da da da da dang
Listen to my 9-millimeter go bang
Niggas hustle, niggas murder for this dope and cocaine
If I'm out here doing
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
take off every piece of your
From her barettes to her cheeks to her cute little feet
It's Devils Night (da, da, da-da-da-da)
It's Devils Night (da
Bomber
BITCH
[Indo G]
rollin wit da devil on da level
dig yo ditch
Bitch
hitch
wit da hi-ka
on da mi-ka
I'll make you're ass wish
hicorky
the deputy, and head of bank treasury
So mounties in the county got a BIG bounty stressin' me
But tell 'em to hold off, they too short to measure me
Mos
the deputy, and head of bank treasury
So mounties in the county got a BIG bounty stressin' me
But tell 'em to hold off, they too short to measure me
Mos
the booty cheeks like bongos
Got her singing let the aux blow
My band got the top flow
Her bras gone with the wind said top flow I'm da guy yo pico
Hands in
Aiming for yo head take off yo roof roof roof
And I'm with my slimes nigga soo woo woo
Nigga soo woo woo
I'm in the game nigga
Thinkin ima stain nigga
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