Lyrics:
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
the Birdman
Won't waste my time, torch you in freak sand
I look at gettin Cash Money like a sport
Smoke a Newport, then finish yo ass with one thought
Niggas
touch me
I just want my strap sucked
Please stop moving funny
You bringing on Bad luck
These dudes some dos
Lil bitch I am THE buck
Tell yo bitch to look
nigga Ren, duck when I bust
Make Jada get on these nuts, make Will, love to cuss
You want to fuck with us? Man, I wouldn't do it
Ask this nigga here,
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
the disturbance out the window, oh shit they got my son
Pulled over his Tempo, Brenda dropped the endo
Had her little nephew with her yo she didn't care
They
I'm like Gotti to him, I throw the shotty to him
Niggas don't want it with L, they like, "Anybody but him!"
Where Brooklyn at?
Yo, BK don't play
hustlers naturally born
With street smarts
Yo Karate it's you and Gotti
Y'all lift the weight
Me and Noyd, a gemstar hit down on the plate
The Mobb niggas
proper
And enough for one key I
See seventy thousand dollas
Now I was shootin' dice, smokin' on a joint
I bet with Yo Gotti
He hit five straight points
We
different
Might think I'm by myself but the strap with me
Cup so sweet catch a cavity
Look
I thought a broke nigga said something made me laugh at 'em
My
me, nigga)
It's been ten long years (yo)
You can not retire me (listen)
On the corner ready to bo', holding my nuts
Standing by my building,
wasn't real, I wouldn't be in this position
Like that, dogg, I got a whole lot to say
I'm by myself with my rhymes when we kick it all day
Lil' Jay used
(?) Barnes, hun, funds unlimited
Backed by my 'preme team crime representatives
We in this, to settle some sure unfinished business
With deadly
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
tell she want fuck by the way that she’s looking
I’m hanging with bosses no rookies (Bosses)
I sit back and I roll up some cookies (Cookies)
It’s not my
see mine
Heard that yo bitch wanna be mine
Posted on the corner by the street sign
Posted on the block round eastside
Black and a blunt I'll be fine
2
the evidence
Protestors outside screamin' free Gotti
guard your body SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty
For every rhyme I write get 25 to Life
Wyclef: Y'all
Yeah, okay, I swear to God
They can't fuck with me
They can't fuck with me (Hokatiwi)
They can't fuck with me ha ha, ayy
Ayy, ShittyBoyz
Two straps
Nun but a strap and some cash in here
Yea nun but a strap and some cash in here
And we gone get on yo ass in here
Shit that you like we ain't playen in
Part III, Gotti Gambino
And Ty Nitty, Scarface rest in peace
[Chorus]
Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips
You seein clips
much money with no issues
Know what I'm sayin'?
You never seen this many big dawgs come together, nigga
Yeah
Extortion still exists (yeah)
looking fly
Strap behind my Gucci thirty-eight by twenty-nines
And two dicks got these shits looking hella tight
I pop tags in morning, you pop bands
there?)
Yo, hey yo
[Chorus 2X: Sheek and Redman]
Get up, stand up - throw your hands up
All my thug niggaz throw your motherfuckin hands up
Get up, stand
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