[Gotti:]
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A leo I want you to give me an in instrumental
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[Leo:]
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Aite what kind
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[Gotti:]
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I wanna do that off da top of da head shit again
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[Leo:]
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Aite
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[Gotti:]
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Let's slo dat shit down this time
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[Leo:]
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You fuck with this
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[Gotti:]
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Yeah I fuck with this
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[Leo:]
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Aite
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[Gotti:]
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You know how we do it right
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[Leo:]
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Shit you no I been doin thid to
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[Verse 1:]
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It go capital C Capital M he talk work but he from da M and he's a real
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Nigga (I am) free Tip tell my partnas off in Forrest City tour bus in da
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Hood I took my whole apartments with me if ya want me come and get me I'm
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Waitin on ya I got dat K with the motherfuckin shank on it realest nigga in
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It I bet the bank on it (beep) shots fired man down no prank homie
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[Verse 2:]
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They say I'm well rounded did a song with Wiz and wale shoutout to Vegas
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Chillen qt milli just to parle my nigga fuck what you say I got a spot in
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Da A now keep them choppas on deck so you can get shot in the A I take a
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Shot of Ciroc I got a bottle of Ace I shake it up pop the top and squirt
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That shit in ya face you throw a rock and hide ya hands say that shit to my
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Face I guess you want be satisfied until they give me a case a dis dat
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Cocain 6 realest shit in da streets niggas know when they see me I'm a go
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CMG I&E niggas know we in these streets this that Cocain 6
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[Verse 3:]
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A lot of niggas talkin loud dog but they don't want no beef lot of rappers
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Yappin bout that work but they ain't in no streets quarter ounce ass nigga
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You will never equal me now all that gangsta shit you talkin don't mean
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Nothing to me biggest nigga in my city so the haters target me I'm A1 just
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Like my door so they gone have to market me wonder if I didn't have this
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Money would these bitches fuck a G don't know the answer to that question
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So sometimes that bothers me bothers me bothers me really really really
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Really bothers me I'm standin on the couch where the models be you can
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Catch me in the club where the bottles be gettin my money I'm a Kick my
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Feet up told yung zilla we gone feed up bitch bend over I bet you can't
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Beat up pull my dick out bet you gone eat up we on chill you can't read us
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Best take notes try and be usin these streets everyday gone take a navy to
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Defeat us choppas chop I'm gone rock I push that button it's gone be war
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Have them niggas with them choppas at yo mammy front door have yo
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Grandmammy hollin oh lord on the church floor bring my baby back all black
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All that and more it's a long line lights on it look like a funeral nigga
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Playin with Gotti had him killed that's how the rumor go my life ain't no
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Rumor doe I seen a hoe rumor doe my shooters got shooters you gettin money
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But you goons are broke that shit don't make sense to me maybe they should
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Get we me I&E yo life ain't worth shit to me but a brick to me and I just
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Count a hundred to a chicken b you will never get to me charges never stick
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To me realest I can be bitches be lickin me suckin me and fuckin me the
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City know what's up with me nigga you a fan of me just want to shake the
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Hand of me you the type to see me out and say man you just playin with me
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Apologizin and askin for advice I'm the type to say fuck you and yo boss I
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Fucked his wife.
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Off Da Top Of Da Head Pt 2
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Yo Gotti |