Lyrics:
Black Thought, yo, the skill assisted
By the Mal-ik B
The symbol you remember me to be type valid
Disastrous, the master just bust
This for the listener
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la costra nostra, someone close approach ya
They'll toast ya gopher, bread loaf with shofer
Old coke they
bitch, it's a money shower
Starin' too hard, won't be my main
Drippin' sauce, wan' give me brain
Paint that Maybach pure cocaine
Fuck goin' on? They
You kidding me or what man?
There's a bunch of Colombians coming in Friday, new guys
They said they got two keys for us, openers
Pure cocaine, you
You kidding me or what man?
There's a bunch of Colombians coming in Friday, new guys
They said they got two keys for us, openers
Pure cocaine, you
on the motor cycle
Drinkers they so delightful, blinging with so much ice
In front of sparks, body cops Dilano
Block away watch by Gotti and Girvano
It's la
smash your Benz windows
Detecting fake niggas signals
Yo live niggas get it too
Scarin rappers like the fed time
Gotti was acquitted to
Bloodshot red
like they dont know nobody
Nigga this that cocaine muzik like i roll with Gotti
If you aint really out here trappin you wouldnt know about it
Just found
The Hobby
Niggas Gon Run In Yo Pocket
We Find Out You Got It
(Gimmie Dat)
Got Cocaine Like Yo Gotti
All These Bottles That's Poppin
Niggas Say They Real
But
cocaine flow that pure white
That leak that keep the feens up all night
Take a taste get hooked get the money then book
Niggas shook that ain't a good look
bust a nigga no response
Rest a hater, respirator, no response
Green light, go time
Where yo block? I know mine
So you know, one time, snitch nigga,
a little pussy and yo girl look like a dude
I been Crypin since '05, I'm married to the game
Pure like in the eighties, you sniff dirt, I sniff cocaine
I
a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
They think im luminati
I got these muthafuckaz curious
I'm selling
Cocaine
This shit here
Came
Straight from Bolivia
I did da jeep truck
And lethered
name
What's her name? Damn, she nameless
We pure, just like cocaine
Hit a stain for the same bricks
She think that I'ma stay, yeah
She tryna get famous
a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
with a love jones, watch me son
Global with the local cats that's known trifted in the hell zone
Politic, modern Gotti click,
Just a matter of time
the farmer man nuh beg a little bligh, ayy yo
Finally the herbs come around
The high grade weh mi ah look for
Mi get it by the pound, yeah
When Collie
the farmer man nuh beg a little bligh, ayy yo
Finally the herbs come around
The high grade weh mi ah look for
Mi get it by the pound, yeah
When Collie
Fiend up by my side, my enemy bound to die
Got no mercy in my eyes label Gotti one of the realest
[Chorus x2]
I was born a bastard, my pops was
the milli-mac and the strong-end and nigga to blame you
And I'mma start callin' ya'll bitch niggas by name:
Mothafuck D
Mothafuck M
Only X I know is Xzibit
(you gone die)
Letting off rounds until they all die
flow is in a drought
dae is in demise
Will is runnin out
Take me to the skies
Lay yo body down
Now I
niggas just bailed out
You know the definition of my gang
That means we take no shit and we slang cocaine
Don't talk to me about a nigga pockets
a treadmill
As long as they print it
My niggas gon' get it
Pop a yerk off, half a pill
This shit got me twitchin' and itchin
Like Yo Gotti
When I drop this
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