Gotti
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(Verse) Say the judge or the jury can't spoil this No, 2 3ds of the worlds most loyalest I'mma shoot em, I'mma pay the bail I'm sure of this I'mma kill em I'mma get the witness, teach em mo' of this We neva sing not even on a song where the chorus is Dig the hole, get the wood box bring the florist in Tell the pastor tell the family we was just warnin' them 38's 45's, all type of tourists About 2 hit the bong pour the holy water in Celebrating fo' participatin' & the slaughterin' Eatin' steaks at the same spot they killed Pauly in Frank White's three in the quarter tapin' yo daughter in Columbia with the connect puttin' the order in Nigga act we gon' clap like we the audience Make sure ya ain't down 2 strap, get rid of all the prints Do yo homework on whoeva ya go 2 war against (Verse 2) I had twneties on my Benz, lend it 2 all my friends & errythin' was all gravy, errythin' was all gravy & if i need sumethin' call baby, if I need sumethin' call baby & the streets was callin' me, but a nigga had call waitin' & yeah we all went thru our phases We all went thru our savins Sum' niggas stayed on point, sum' niggas was point shavin' & sumetimes we had 2 be vegetables That mean we had 2 stay patient cuz they say ya are what ya eat I took the Star out of Starvation Bitch, I come from a third world Start rappin' in the forth grade Start trappin' in the sixth grade Went platinum in the tenth grade Dropped out a nigga gettin' paid This from Birdman had a Fade This when Hummers didn't come Stretch But Birdman had em' made This when pretty bitches set ya up, & niggas didn't give 2 fucks Ya had 2 guns & 2 phones ya could waste time & get & get a new cup But this when niggas had pimp cups, & new rappers got ? up & all them niggas that's bitin' got they Finns cut I know real niggas gon' fuck wit this Like that's that shit I be talkin' bout (Hook) & we gon' be around till yo mutharfuckin' body rock & if the FEDs bring us in we get the same time Gotti got & if the FEDs bring us in we get the same time Gotti got & if the FEDs bring us in we get the same time Gotti got (Verse 3) But this when niggas had pimp cups, & dirty $ got rinsed up & the early birds in the worm hole would get so fat that they'd get stuck We'd clean our fingerprints up, we'd clean the shit we didn't touch, This when niggas called Diddy Puff Lettin' Biggie bump while I'm sittin' up in that Big Body I can show ya a dead body Lot of niggas got pinched, & the snitches ended up dead Lobsters Wrap the birds in red tape call them bitches Red Robins Pops had Kilos I needed 1 key I would've made Cops Free My niggas Down & Rest In peace 2 all my dead Partners, I smoke by the pound in like a week, & fuck the weight watchers Got my self a brand new triple-beam, just the weight options I stumbled upon a Gold Mine I thank God that it ain't Copper Sum' niggas were late bloomers but boy look how they've blossomed Dont know niggas that wear wires but I know niggas that go Haywire I know hoes that play possum, & will bring us 2 y'all mailboxes & the deadman can't talk & the Feds don't have seances Look ya put a knot on the end of a condom full of drugs & put it in her pussy & get thru Customs cuz last time we just took em I rather be blind befo' I be the nigga that stand around just lookin' & ya can beat around the bush & find a nigga layin' behind them bushes & I know real niggas gon' fuck wit this Like that's that shit I be talkin' bout (Hook) & we gon' be around till yo mutharfuckin' body rock & if the FEDs bring us in we get the same time Gotti got & if the FEDs bring us in we get the same time Gotti got & if the FEDs bring us in we get the same time Gotti got
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