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Make The News

by Yo Gotti

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You don't really love me like you say you do You don't really love me like you say you do (like you say you do) Fully auto on me when I'm yankin' through (when I'm yankin' through) You won't make the 'spital, you gon' make the news (you gon' make the news) Killers striped up like a sabretooth but they know All he want for Bhristmas is some Percocets and Draco I ain't ask for nothin' from these bitches but a bankroll I cannot stop smilin', knowin' one of my killers came home Yeah, a couple more be on they way home Suicidal on that slide mission, blicky'd up Got the rental from my side bitch, it's tinted up Makaveli type of time with us, hit 'em up Yellow tape around the streetlights, nigga, we lit him up Surgery ain't eligible for him, zip him up Wocky with the Hi-Tech oil, we mix it up Release him for that attempt and it's over he killin' somethin' They asked me 'bout Alonzo murder, revealin' nothin' And there was nothin' said, loyalty over your love instead I bought a watch with the amount that they put on my head Facetime with niggas screamin' out, "I know he dead They way we hit him, he for surely dead" (ayy) You don't really love me like you say you do (like you say you do) Fully auto on me when I'm yankin' through (when I'm yankin' through) You won't make the 'spital, you gon' make the news (you gon' make the news) Killers striped up like a sabretooth but they know All he want for Bhristmas is some Percocets and Draco I ain't ask for nothin' from these bitches but a bankroll I cannot stop smilin', knowin' one of my killers came home (frrt) Yeah, a couple more be on they way home Ex drug dealer, I can still get a load in (for real) Go on tour, that's how we get them bowls in (shh) You ain't know a nigga gangster than me, that never gangbang Mandatory standin' on business, I'm on the same thang And all I ever wanted was a Rollie and a gold chain Dope money puttin' our cars inside our hoes name (beep) I'm highly blessed and I'm favored (I am) Know CMG the label, we had cocaine on the table (yeah) Digit scalin' razor No new generation, I used to get it off a pager (pager) Independent hustle but you know the bag major Green beam that choppa got a laser I don't blame you, I blame the fuck niggas who raised you (listen) You don't really love me like you say you do (like you say you do) Fully auto on me when I'm yankin' through (when I'm yankin' through) You won't make the 'spital, you gon' make the news (you gon' make the news) Killers striped up like a sabretooth but they know All he want for Bhristmas is some Percocets and Draco I ain't ask for nothin' from these bitches but a bankroll I cannot stop smilin', knowin' one of my killers came home Yeah, a couple more be on they way home Gotta few dogs in the tank that I ain't gon' see again (free my dawgs) My niggas gon' die in that pen, that's the call they got in He was on his way home, then he seen that nigga who killed his friend He jumped out with that chop' Told his lil' homeboy, "Go spin the bends" (pull up right here, blood) Murder 'bout my dawg, you ain't gotta ask me (on Blood) If it's life or death, jump out on the ten speed with that Macky I approach my opponent, he don't want the smoke so that's what gassed me So headshot to your dome, why the fuck you said you gon' whack me, nigga? (Whack me) Know I keep that phew-phew-phew when I'm in traffic, nigga (gang-gang-gang) On that 50 Cent, G-Unit shit, boy, I ain't dappin' niggas (pussy) I see a pussy in public, I swear I'll bend and slap a nigga (bitch ass lil' nigga) I'm done showin' love to you bitch ass lil' rappers niggas You don't really love me like you say you do (like you say you do) Fully auto on me when I'm yankin' through (when I'm yankin' through) You won't make the 'spital, you gon' make the news (you gon' make the news) Killers striped up like a sabretooth but they know All he want for Bhristmas is some Percocets and Draco I ain't ask for nothin' from these bitches but a bankroll I cannot stop smilin', knowin' one of my killers came home Yeah, a couple more be on they way home

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