Lyrics:
Know the John Gotti but I'm fuckin' up the body
Everytime my poet thug at a party
Ya want to step to T, go through JEL first
But remember where you
a bitch by the sixth grade
City really wilder than the street outside a knicks game
Tripping off the jiggas shawty throwing the molly up
We the real mob
the story: rappers getting leery to hear me
G speaks in a new technique of fury
Domination of drums and noise and
Yo yo yo Polo yo this is poison
said I'm only warming up
This is for the pioneers from Primo to Pete yo this high science here
Avant garde East Coast make 'em bob they heads
Nigga, my
The game and reign that remain
The heat is on so feel the fire come off the empire or the
More higher level of depth one step beyond dope
To suckers all
a game of Monopoly
Let it speed around the board like an astro
And send them to jail for tryna pass go
Shaking them up, breaking them up, taking no
in a box
I'll step on yo top you broke saying my drip is a drop
Gyms that I land
My bars pulling oil from land
I eat hearty streets starving so I foil
raise my bets up
Yo, gonna outplay you in your own game
Your talk, no cash, that's your real fame
It's calculated, leave you amazed
My hustle's
killers dealers warriors mo niggas to step you
You bitches I disrespect fuck you and forget you
I play the game I with go we take them ho's to that other
bitch mouth
Nigga you was talking shit acting like a bitch now
I'm pull up I'm just see what yo bitch bout
I kno she want to ride with a boss she all inn
move
By lettin me get close to ya
Take a 12 inch blade
Next thing you throat is cut
So you better step away before your neck just opens up
when I'm out
Tryna step up can't stay on the couch
Get a check up can't stay in the house
Swear I'm next up when they leave me out
Been tryna keep my
look cloudy
And this Gucci belt keep my pants up
The further yo range
The more you get change
So I be serving in Atlanta
They say I'm sick like I'm
the night
I done seen too much wrong ima make it right
Wake up right next to a 10 i’m 11
Neighbors get mad how she screaming out Kevin
Stopping by Manchu when
my attitude
Play the game
With no caution
Roll up a 3.5
See the pain
In my eyes
Getting higher
Than a Martian
I'm in the yo everyday
Till I find
baby burn
Yo, from the first day, that I burst through the skin of a virgin
I was cursed by sin
A mammal of the sea
Pops named John Samuel
Weed got me dancing like Bali I spent the summer in Raleigh
Got a few drinks in my body We going up at the party
I'm a dondada, I'm poppin' I'm in
Skeet skeet from yo hip to yo titte hoe
I want the whole nine yard's plus yo heart hoe
I want ya to back the fuck up
Take a step back hoe
It's the fella
sixty
Gimme the mic an I'ma solve all mystery
I dare any punk to try to step up and diss me
'cause when he do, that's when he kiss dee
Titles go by
They know who I be moment that I step up in the building
Yeah I won't stop till my money stack up to the ceiling
Walk in they tell by my posture they
the stakes, up the antique
The better place, yo we land on winds
Dilated, Evidence, Alchemist, Big Twins
Check it out
[Chorus]
(Samples and cuts by
you doing it poorly
I took yo bitch and she holding my 40
Hop out her window I'm talking two story
Bitch don't speak up when I'm asking the questions
nah nah hold up homie) We takin over!
Gimme your girl gimme your keys to your four do' Explorer
Yo Lu Nile crack their composure
(We decompose
and angel
We ain't the same no, bro we not the same yo
You do it for clout I just do it cause I say so
She don't need no makeup and she step out looking fuego
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