[Intro]
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It's Gotti Bin Laden
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It's Gotti Bin Laden
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They say I'm the evil one
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Gotti Adolf Hitler
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[Chorus]
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You niggaz ain't nuthin but bitches
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I roll down the streets with the homies on deep dishes
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Crack niggaz like plates and dishes
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authentic, malicious, vicious, piranha fishes motherfucker, eat a fat dick
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You and every single nigga that you fuck with, you stole my shit
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My style, my name, and the way that I bang
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[Verse 1]
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Think just because you got diamonds you niggaz is shynin'
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Your diamonds ain't bigger than Simon's motherfucker
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I'm preparing to pump fear, and I'm fearless as fuck
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The Count Armani Crystal Young Gotti Kurupt
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Knockin' cinder block sections outta cars and trucks
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I'm back and never left, I came and never leave
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I see bustas now-a-days wearin flags and chucks
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Actin' like they bang, lookin like fags in chucks
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They turned bangin to a gimmick, nigga its the truth
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You don't wear kahkis with Timberland boots, or Air force ones
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Juss Cortez and Chucks, you copy-cat punks
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The thunda's official on California Soil
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Made him mass destruction and termoil
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You ain't got weapons of mass destruction on you
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And I'ma make you leak like gallons of oil
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
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Think just because you got diamonds you niggaz is shynin'
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Ya diamonds will get motherfuckers to firin'
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I'm tired of watchin BET
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And all I really see is imataions of me
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And everything that we used to be
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They used to say we couldnt Gang Bang on TV
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But now-a-days thats all I see
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Nigga im Pharatic in a G'd up fashion
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With a passion for dumpin' and blastin'
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A terrorist nigga
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The most wanted Gotti Bin Laden for ridin'
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Homicidal vibes is the object
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My objective strategic selective
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I'm back home nigga so mark off your sections
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I got all bad news, Make niggaz move, Relocate to a different state
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I get shit dumpin' like motherphukkin Austrailian Kangaroos
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I got all the tools, from the homies that Crippin' nigga to pirus
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I'm the fire fly nigga, I'ma show what happens when 5 fly nigga
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Nigga I ain't no bitch, And I'ma tell you bitch niggaz just like this Nigga
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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So what you know about rollin' these streets so deep
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Juss G to a T nigga rollin on 3's
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What you know about Gang Bangin' nigga
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Or are you just imatating Gang Bangin' nigga
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Some of these niggaz might go for it
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20 others just sit back and ignore it
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But not us from Tha Raw motherfuckeraa
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Gotta let you bitch niggaz know motherfuckeraa
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We Ride these Streets, All Weeks
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Hood than a motherfucker
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ZEEET ZEEEET !!
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Bangin these streets
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What you know about us
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What about you nigga
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We don't know about you
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What you really wanna what you wanna Really bout to do
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[Chorus x2]
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[Outro]
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Motherfucker, Every nigga you rolled wit
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Every nigga you fuck wit nigga
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It's Gotti Bin Laden, Gotti Adolf Hitler
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Nigguh Paul Vitti Stallone, Ne Ohafa, The Juggaknot
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Hannibal the 8th, Gotti Vorhees nigga, fuck y'all
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KURUPT! Suckaa ass niggaz, yeah Death Row
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Deep Dishes
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Kurupt |