Lyrics:
You get yo shit whacked in the day and whacked up in the dark
I had to stay up out the way, it was getting bizarre
Let me talk my shit
I got niggas who
round me
I aint talking Gucci
All of that talking
That shit do not move me
Yo bitch want it raw
So i gave her my sushi
I like to drip Louis
But
think they is
Claimin' they put belt to me
Witch y'all pussy ass
A get up on yo ass quick like I'm bellamy
Street nigga, so her buns
I filled that bitch
yo' ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row! BIATCH! Ha ha hahaha!
A yo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga
And you know how we do it
be
Suckin' me dry like deserts Mojave, Gotti, hotties and honey dips
Likin' the way you do me, screw me it make my money flip
Shakin' that ass for
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
of the earth
Hit with plenty of time to adjust to life on the inside
(wyclef)
[juvenile]
You got me fucked up I'm innocent
Look I ain't do this shit you
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
I want to see The Wizard,
And umma wish leave it up to TRAV put you something new,
Don't be scared to live your life yo way and sometimes break
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go
and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go
Traigo Balmain Jeans
Tu sabes que yo me llevo todito por los dos
Tu sabes que siempre ando grinding
Como Tony Hawk
Tu sabes porque siempre tu mina anda
sticky by the sto'
I rip your hottest MC like eenie mynie moe
Fuck dough I do it for fun, "Juice" like Bishop
"American Pie" nigga, hit your momma like
I'm Yo Gotti!
[Chorus]
Pulled up at the show
Half a brick of blow
12 pack of goose, quarter pound of dro
This bitch is sold out (4x)
We do it for
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
a go
Gave her that dick now she beggin for more
Pay me a millie, yo bitch load is illie
But I ain't got, still got 100 to go
And I do it, I does it
I
beat around it
I speak two languages, English and money
Girl give it up or you ain't getting shit from me
We do real numbers, real chef, Benihana's
I'll
the key?
I'm the one God chose so you blessed through me
Gotti Floyd getchu higher than that ecstasy
Hey yo I come through stunnin',
Plus I'm gettin'
investigation for years
I feel like Gotti
So it's fuck the Feds, let's make somethin clear
They never caught me
I had to do the dash for the bag and the big body
Dondas
Jay said I got the thunder
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow, it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas
Big stepper, we'll
?
When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny
I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy
You can go and ask mommy, grab a body bag,
.JPG/220px-Yo_Gotti_2009_(improved).JPG "Yo Gotti")
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