tripped, my ace got popped cause they caught his ass slippng creep through the hood with my hand on my gat I gotta get those fools who put my brother
one button, my roof open like a hard spot Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock Had so much kush and Ciroc, bitch, I think my heart
hard comin' up as a youngster I gotta deal with the roof that I'm under Even though my moms got it hard My daddy passed away, now I'm stuck without a
s my word Thick in the game, D's knew my first name Should I quit? Shit no! Even though they had me scared Yo they got a eight, I gotta teck with air
Rehearse that's my word Thinking the game Ds knew my first name Should I quit? Shit no! Even though they had me scared Yo they gotta eight I gotta teck
, I'm like paparazzi. I'm from philly, yo my city it's a lotta bodies. They murdaa like Irv Gotti they kamikaze. Doin music is my life yo it's not a hobbie
re in my way, then lay beneath the ground soon Violence is my business fool, the microphone of doom Mission that's to cure all punks as I bust caps Peelin your back, my
nothin but, nothin but [Chorus x2] [Yo gotti:] Remember me coca'ina you like my best friend, When I was down and fucked up you got my ass in Far as
] Yo, what up world, it's Rule public enemy number one it's cool, my new best friend is my pistol And anybody that want it or got jewels run it and end
a wash my face Brush my teeth in but my gun on my waste Loui belt check loui shoes check car on my wrist in a house on my neck Last I remember I was
nothin but, nothin but chorus x2 yo gotti remember me coca`ina you like my best friend, when i was down and fucked up you got my ass in far as i remember
brick, paints, pounds of dro fa sho a young nigga living how he supposed ya know [Yo Gotti] I got sixteen 28 grams broke down to dimes What's my life
and power [Yo Gotti] I was a young nigga thugging now, moms bugging now Getting the Third Degree, for bringin drugs in the house Getting my ass in, but my
...uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh..uh uh uh uh uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh..uh uh uh uh Money make a pimp, pimp hoes, hustlas sell dope
(feat. Yo Gotti & Yung Ralph) [Intro: Yo Gotti] It's ya boy yo gotti Chea Gucci mane the flare My nigga Ralph in here Zaytoven on the beat nigga And
Everything is up to par Go look at my car [x2] My shade game crazy Cavalli and gucci frames And my shoe game crazy Loui not no nikes mane And my icy
Olds My Destiny, Tighten Ha Hands Fuck Waiten, Im Sixteen, With Potential To Be The Man Make My Move The Fastest, Grab My Gat From Under My Matress Moma Ask Me Why Is My