Lyrics:
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
if she like it
Cus I'm still clocking' out like it's the Night shift yeah
Like this
Got bread just to spend pussy
Me, my twins in that benz stupid
You
to wake em up
I got myself up out the gutta and I made a promise I ain't never going back
Surrounded by a couple real niggas who was down to ride so we
been what you do how you go bout it
I'm gettin fly baby come be my co-pilot
Be with 5 stars baby I feel like yo gotti
Dig in yo soul baby I want yo new
What the fuck you know about, niggaz with them extra clips
Hanging out the choppas on yo block, I'm making niggaz flip
23's got it, big bodies I got it
I got obama runtz in the ash tray (Obama)
Smoking gotti like it’s back to my past name (John gotti)
Star gotti take me back to my pass ways (Star g)
balmains we be showing
We be on it we be blowing shit
I'm talking bout that cash
We getting back yea you know it's lit
Bandzo got bandz
Like it's nothing
I
Nigga ain't no hoes here
I'm about to ask the waitress what she put in yo' beer
We can get it on, we can do whatever boy (whatever boy)
Don't you ever
Nigga ain't no hoes here
I'm about to ask the waitress what she put in yo' beer
We can get it on, we can do whatever boy (whatever boy)
Don't you ever
your kids but you in booth
By any means I'm ah chase my dreams
Speak it to existence yeah a billion streams
Show after show watch me do my thing
I been
want a five-star bitch)
Gotti, here go twelve bars, Gucci Mane got nine cars
We don't call 'em dimes no more, '09 we call 'em five stars
I'm
through some things
And I been through so much
But girl you went and changed up
Cus things ain't the same as it was
How you say you love me
But we never
I'm trynna change yo life yea I'm not these other people
You diamond in the rough I can tell by yo' glow
But we don't gotta rush take yo' time take it
clocks me cheating?
It's cocky season
You clowns have got me creasing
You get aired like, what we breath in
I get rare, it's hot, it's steaming
You won't
Right by the ways for niggas who won't play
Got birds for niggas who won't pay, and they
Goin for cheap dogg I got that yay
Bird Dogg
[Baby]
Aye, it's
sellin'
And for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin'
But I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense
If I didn't shoot I'd be
independent too
Me and Shawty Lo in a Duely smokin' purple 'dro
Me and Gotti in a Benz, man, you know we get it in
Me, Black, and Gorilla Zoe in the studio
come by kid
'Cause I be up in the wide city wit I.G., Biiiitch
[Chorus]
It's murda, you know when we come
Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
eye
Aimin' at the sky's limit, jumpin' in, we all in it
The good life, tryin" ta live it
Yo
Yo independently, reppin thoroughly throughout
Watch me!
Jigga-Man, ya heard? Boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard? Boom boom booom
Compton!
Gotti Gotti ya heard? Yo,
C'mon!
You gotta, pop that
give me sloppy
I beat it up like I'm Rocky
Drop the bitch off in a Masi'
Feel like I'm Gotti feel like I'm Teflon
I ride around with a weapon
I got that
quarterback it
Looked up and all that stackin' got us both paid (both paid)
Real niggas know (ah, ah, let's go)
Only my real niggas know (uh, yeah, yeah)
We
the fam then we gone nigga
And you can’t spend it you motherfuckin' gone
But I give it to my family and they spend it when I’m gone
That’s why I’m working
here we go)
It's 93, Yo-Yo grew a little bit wiser
(Still going) like an Energizer
Heat mizer, cause I light the phillies
Rich as the Beverly
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