Lyrics:
Mellowing up the shy day play by me
I'm something ya'll never you wanna grow up to be
Dogg Pound Gangstaz, D-P-G
Sincerely to you paragraph by me
Young Gotti
Already, kno what I'm sayin this Birdman and this how
it's goin down, that little youngin Yo Gotti I certifed
him stamped approval, you feel me?
,
to her right and she like it
She on the hip like a psychic, izzy.
One of the coolest of fool on the flo
I whispered in her ear, come here you ready
sellin' rear rock shit, not glisten
The peeps got Yep not Pipmen
Me, myself, and Gotti & Pop was on my hit
[Gotti]
yeah, and I'm a Gangsta, Smoka, Toasta
When I tell you lately
Seems no one can fade me
It just might drive you crazy
Watching gangsta's walk (gangsta's walk)
[Kurupt]
Gin and juice, hen
the listeners (get your bands up)
Accepted in your car ride to the mall, you put your pistol up (you put your gun up)
Right after them captions, actin',
togheter (aight)
Get it right, we make Gangsta decisions, boy
Make it to the court
From my Gangstas dismissing
Make songs like this for
The Gangstas in
to who?
By the way homie what's gangsta to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
the face by a cop, close casket
An open and shut situation
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation
If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue
(ain't I man?)
When people want to lock us up, not, don't they man? (damn!)
Yo girl be poppin up, you know that man (know that man)
She fuckin' wit
T-shirt, khakis, tucked in bandannas
Livin' amongst the most scandalous on the planet (yo)
A gangsta's born every day
So make sure that you keep it,
to her right and she like it
She on the hip like a psychic, izzy.
One of the coolest of fool on the flo
I whispered in her ear, come here you ready
Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga
Uh-huh, okay right
(Ayy) you see, back in '06
We told y'all so
(speak to 'em for a sec?)
Gotti (I'm back)
I
Over a real gangsta (fuck around with me)
HowUGonFuckAroundAndChooseABusta
Over a true gangsta (standing right next to you, baby)
Yo Anju Blaxxgimme a light gaza
Yo, Worl Boss yo, yo wha' gwan Tommy Lee?
You nuh see say the bwoy?
Wha' the likkle priest do?
Lef' dem to karma,
can't live with no more right
I was raised by the street
So I gotta be damned with the hood team
Too much television watchin' got
Me chasin' dreams
I'm
can't live with no more right
I was raised by the street
So I gotta be damned with the hood team
Too much television watchin' got
Me chasin' dreams
I'm
You rap about money and nigga might sign ya,
You rap about me and a nigga might find ya,
But ? yo ass what you hear right behind you
Dope game
won't want to do without it
Yo I'm comin' at you hard bein' a thug
And I ain't givin' up till I get that gangsta love, uh huh
I just wanna rock you
When I tell you lately
Seems no one can fade me
It just might drive you crazy
Watching gangsta's walk (gangsta's walk)
[Kurupt]
Gin and juice, hen
Ah, yeah
Da Fat Gangsta
You gotta flow, Joe, you gotta flow, Joe
You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta let 'em know, Joe
You gotta flow, Joe, you
Gotti, bruh you could do better
Fuck it 'cause I’m on my way to the cheddar
Fuck a nigga I don’t need nobody
I’m obligated to eat by myself, when I was
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