Lyrics:
The world sees the apocalypse as a
Mystic cryptic message of doom
The first four seals are represented by four
Riders on four different coloured
car's white
Motherfuck a hater, I done lived a hard life
I'm swanging out my building
Trying to raise my children
Top got no ceiling, Yo Gotti
Nigga Meek
What ?!
I’m buying the by the brick (2 Paints)
In the trap where I’m doing my shift (All Day)
Pull up get a bag and dip (Dip Dip)
If I make em mad
your purse
Slim didn't send Proof to get at the wankstas
He told me to let loose and spit at the gangstas
What up, Gotti? And this little war you
Cause to be with you, thats where my heart wanna be
It's like I'm about to die just to get with you
Feel like youre putting me through World War II
Got my
love u better lucky cause I'm cold hearted
Trench coat like John Gotti
I made a bank deposit
And I still got cash in my pocket
Go to war like Davy
and 50 blunts rolled up
You want to hit, then muthafucka hold up
Slow ya roll, get yo bank rolled, ain't it cold
I been slangin', since I was 10
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Duke, we gon' take over the world
Whatchu know about Thug Luv?
Kim is yo' flow hot?
Stepping to the right, wipe me down manye
3, Stepping to the left, with your stunner frames
2, By this time the world know what to do
It's going down 2
Stepping to the right, wipe me down manye
3, Stepping to the left, with your stunner frames
2, By this time the world know what to do
It's going down 2
Welcome to F.E.M.A
Finesse, elevate, motivate, and achieve
Let's get it
Wish Gotti, Youngsta, Dolph go and squash the beef
Know that shit ain't
Ha ha yea
Uh real shit
Check it out yo
Get a grip, get it fast
More smoke, more cash dPG with the blue flag
One ratchet ho with a fat ass
Category,
the dictionary
This ain't Pictionary, all you see is the cemetery
Bodies, from World War I and II is there
You don't want a third war, that's nuclear warfare
over. Aye Greg remember when we road all night. Riding round bumping on yo Gotti life. That’s back when I was KT they called you Ice Mic. You was
outside is safe from, I say it again...
It's a war going on that no one outside is safe from, yo chi yo..... 2x
Illuminate Maserati
That 2 door with heavy body
I pull up to hotel lobby and vroom vroom on thotties
I'm mobbin like John Gotti
I'm hotter than that wasabi
women and children killed by the police and shit
Niggas ain't gon' forget that, you know what I mean?
Yo, what this war just show me is like, whatever you
and
Every time I see her I just listen like yo gotti cuz
I just wanna show you love nothing else It's true
I just wanna show you love nothing else it's you
the legendary with nuttin' to do
For you yo, lyrical one-two
Blow up y'all, it's nuttin' new, nuttin' new
Look at y'all you just a army ant, I'm a gi-ant,
of a parachute Mr. Drug War Junta-Man himself George Bush used when he bailed out of that bomber in World War II?
Hemp was illegal by then, but farmers were
And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggas, don't stop
Fools get sprung when they get too smoked off the crops
I give props for all the soldiers in the war
Yo
brother worth another twenty and he a hustler (yeah)
So y'all off to a good start, just got to run it up
I ain't do this shit by myself (nah)
Shout to my
comin' out, we gon' take yours
Harlem World uptown, baby, we make wars
Yo, yo before it's all over, lot of blood gon' be spilled
We ain't
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