Tracy T - Rats lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Dope money, that's the proof

Hoe doin', crook, got the feds talkin' bout 'em

Pussy niggas ain't gettin' money

Many pussy niggas ain't no way around me

Pussy niggas snitchin' cuz their money ain't addin' up

But I done get round it

Got a plug out from California

Me and my thugs offer mild precautions

Clientele, look, nigga, I got it

Choppa sells, poppin' niggas, they droppin'

Burn the rollie, just cost me a profit

Watch the pieces, got their lil bitch swashin'

Tracy T, aka John Gotti

Errbody tryna be somebody

Errbody tryna be somebody

So gon' fuck with me in the Maserati

Hop out wid it, niggas screamin' stop it Tracy

Can't stop it, I was born in it

I was born in it, true was sworn in it

Switch ya block up like a storm hit it

Now face watchin' cuz I serve niggas

And the feds watchin' cuz the work, nigga

True story, this ain't a verse, nigga

Where yo homies twitchin', they got hurt, nigga

(Hook x2)

Nigga, shhh, be quiet

Heard the feds watchin'

Shhh, don't say nothin'

Heard that nigga wearin' a wire