Lyrics:
"Yo you can keep asking them fuckin' questions all fuckin' day man
I told you what, I told you what the fuck happened man
Told your partner
on the dick
Stand up on yo toes
Slowly rub yo tits
Slightly bite yo lip
Slow it down a bit
By now he fighting back
He bout to let it rip
Jump off catch it with
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
You know in life, you should let people know when you've been inspired by them
Yafeelme
Shout out to the mob
R.I.P. Yams
My nigga Donny said he
playing the jam's
I'm checking out yo Aunty
Cuz she got them yam's
I need to stop for indo
Another fourteen gram's
Middle finger's in the air
When we drive
get to the yams)
Anyway, you look great how yo momma been (How you been)
I been liking my new place I just settled in (Yeah)
I'm thinking me and you
yams
I touch a hunnid yams I hit the money dance
When I touch a hunnid bands I'll do the money dance
I doing me I got options I'm not yo man
I'm hopin
Burnin' up shits you
And fuck it I won't miss you
A lethal weapon my profession
500 G's
500 G's that put inches n yo life
Surrounded by 500 please
Like I'm trynna roll me a opp in this blunt
He could get put in this wood we cant go body for body
Like Gotti I'm balling for good
And I wish he would
Gotti Go
Get in that car and go vroom, don't give a fuck about no red light
Like what I'm gon do when I'm just tryna get my head right?
If I pull out
with my Gz like I’m gotti
C to the MZ with my Gz like I’m gotti
Ima take my time ima keep goin up
Keep that shxt witchu I don’t want yo luv
I need
And what I have to say (J. Dean Bitch!) pay attention bae Yo!
Take a look at me now an up and coming boss
Faked the hook with the cross you know I'm dipped
get in the head by a police officer
Then i am going to blame some of the people in this room
And I do not forgive
I just tinted up my whip i just
(Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(Lil' Cease)
Yo, yo!
When it's on it's on, writing's on the floor
Guts in his bed, the blood's on us all
Before he hit the floor,
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard TEC got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over
weak shit, yo
You're weak, you're wack, you need to quit you lil punk bitch
Go and freak your mother, go dig a damn ditch
Get out my face, I'm tired
I don't eat no ham n' eggs
Cuz they're high in cholesterol
Ay yo, Phife do you eat em?
(No, Tip do you eat em?)
Uh uh, not at all (Again)
I don't eat
strong(Yeah! )
Yo, got my mind on a place to hide from police(Where?)
Sweatin dogs as I'm runnin cross 12th Street
Just as I approach the block
I spot a jake
strong (yeah)
Yo,got my mind on a place to hide from police(where)
Sweatin' dogs as I'm runnin' cross 12th Street
Just as I approach the block
I spot
the kitchen, you know I be gettin'
I'm flippin' them benjis
Run wit' the pack then I'm cuttin'
Yo' throat, before I buy coke
I gotta get quote
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Dímelo Jhon Gotti
Jaja
Alexander.ft.god
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performin' aerial movement
Thoughts linger, distinctively as if parachuting
Whisper police and be quickly seen by a pair of shooters
Stare or prove it,
plans
In the car, it's hard to read as a clock with no hands
How your man's goin' get up and stop with no yams
All it take is one break, it could pop
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