1.I Got Them
Already, kno what I'm sayin
This Birdman and this how it's goin down
That little yougin Yo Gotti
I certifed the nigga stamped approval ya feel me and the Jr'
I see like, niggaz it must be
They got us fucked up
They got us fucked up
They got us fucked up
We been movin birds bitch
They got us fucked up
They got ya fucked up
Then get you fucked we been movin birds bitch
Quarters and Halves
Chickens, Chickens, and bricks
Bundles, Bundles of dope
And Ounces, Ounces and shit (2x)
I Got 'Em
I got what they lookin fo
Keep what they lookin fo
All they gotta do is tell me what they lookin fo
Cuz I'm da dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman
I'm da dopeman, dopeman
I Got Em'
Money to be made
Best believe a nigga clockin
I run it myself like a quarterback option
I pitch her 10 g's tell the bitch to go shopping
She buy herself some clothes, and she brought me back a chopper
See niggas tryna kick it, but no I don't play sucka
I'm all about my cake I'm tryna marry Betty Crocker
A package on the way you know my whip game proper
And off of one key I see seventy thousand dollas
Now I was shootin dice, smokin on a joint
I bet wit Yo Gotti, he hit five str8 points
We ova here hustlin, we ova here grindin
You rap about money and a nigga might sign ya
Rap about me and a nigga might find ya
Banana in ya ass with ya head right behind ya
Dope game bitch let his mama worry bout him
You can holla at me for a fee
But I Got Em'
Quarters and Halves
Chickens, Chickens, and bricks
Bundles, Bundles of dope
And Ounces, Ounces and shit (2x)
I Got 'Em
I got what they lookin fo
Keep what they lookin fo
All they gotta do is tell me what they lookin fo
Cuz I'm da dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman...
I'm da dopeman, dopeman
I Got Em'
I met the Birdman with the bird layin
Got a twenty piece
Brought 'em back to North Memphis
Charged twenty two a piece
Now I'm in da kitchen wit a beacon and a blender
Low key in a rental wit dem thangs in da fender
See I full time grind January to December
Put that snow in da Summer got it lookin like da Winter
I'm goin back to Cali
I gotta get that light green
Mexico valley, you know they got them pine trees
18 wheeler, now I'm on I-10 on my way to Memphis
I gotta get my hands in
I come from da North where gangstas gon grind
Bitch niggas gon whine and hustlas gon shine
Everybody say they trappin but most of these niggas lyin
I told Slim, told Stunna I'm waitin for my time
Either robbin or poppin, click clack I shot 'em
Chooper bullets buryin, brrrrr I Got 'Em
Quarters and Halves
Chickens, Chickens, and bricks
Bundles, Bundles of dope
And Ounces, Ounces and shit (2x)
I Got 'Em
I got what they lookin fo
Keep what they lookin fo
All they gotta do is tell me what they lookin fo
Cuz I'm da dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman
I'm da dopeman, dopeman
I Got Em'
Back where I started, on my set in black
Hop out da passenger side of my 'Lac
Under my nuts was two ounces of crack
But in my palm I had dat chromed out Mac
Shinin on them bitches, cuz nigga I'm bot that
Flip a quarter bird then score a whole sack
Pull up in the club in a old school 'Lac
With a bitch ridin fly so high you love that
It's grind time, nigga been about that
We flippin birds let them hoes go to sacs
We livin large with the garbitch back flats
Want the money and the power, real niggas gon stack
And ridin fly, 25's on the back
Plushed out nigga keep a few stacks
Out the hood, bout money that's that
If you ever cross the line, best believe you gettin gat
Quarters and Halves
Chickens, Chickens, and bricks
Bundles, Bundles of dope
And Ounces, Ounces and shit (2x)
I Got 'Em
I got what they lookin fo
Keep what they lookin fo
All they gotta do is tell me what they lookin fo
Cuz I'm da dopeman, dopeman, dopeman, dopeman
I'm dadopeman, dopeman
I Got Em'
2.Gangsta Party
(Come on and get up...oh...party...yeah)
{＊Repeated in background throughout song}
This ya boy Yo Gotti
Street Tunes Productions
We gon' ask everybody to stand up on this one
D Boys, this a gangsta party
Bun B, Eightball and this ya boy Yo Gotti
All my hot girls bop for me
Go 'head and drop for me
D Boys rock with me
Come buy the bar with me
Dime pieces smile for me
And all my gangsta niggaz wild for me
Throughout the crowd with me
[Verse 1： ~Eightball~
This for them big, thick fine girls, diamond-studded belly ring
Niggaz who be flippin' that work, screamin' money ain't no thing
Car clean, mouth full of gold with the princess cut rocks in it
Back pockets hangin' low because I got a glock in it
Straight out of that Memphis, Tenn Orangemound for y'all niggaz
don't know
Come flip with a pimp, let me show ya how to nuke that swing
like I was Nino
Premro, Fat Boy, Eightball whatever y'all niggaz wanna call me
Call me for a hot sixteen I'ma shine in the booth like a brand
new bling
But I don't sing I bust them flows that go so tight with the
track
Bitches get freaky niggaz get crunk and don't know how to act
I got the sack roll something, pop that 'gnac and po' it
Ya fine bitches pop that puss like ya know it
I was movin' 'caine just doin' my thang
Down here in Memphis where we off the chain
Now, turn the top on my sixty-seven class then I'm switchin'
lanes
I done served a fiend, sipped the lean, twenty-four inches don't
cloud my screen
Roll candy paint, blowin' purple dank, they claim grip grain but
I know they ain't
I'm posted in the club, we can get it poppin'
Ya violate my gangsta partner then it's bodies droppin'
I just come to party, get at shorty head
Do my thang, spit some game you know how Gotti play it
I'm like all these hoes gon' get it man
One of these hoes gon' get it man
From the 'Mound to the west to the north to the south
Yo Gotti gon' represent it man
No fitted man just a head band, Polo shirt and some Birdmans
Still thugged out and it ain't no secret
I got my paper out the drug zones
I got my paper out the gutter man
Sellin' bud man with my brother man
If you a North Memphis raised during my D Boy days
You'd see why Gotti still love the game
My wrist, my neck, my ear, my hand, my mouth look like a light
show
Yo bitch, my bitch, his bitch, her bitch just hit the flo' and
get it low
This for all my street niggaz and bitches
From M Town to H-Town
Free Pimp C, shit
Here we come, we keepin' it trill
Ain't no need to ask if you see
Ain't nobody gon' keep it triller than me
Myself and I that's Bun B
I'm a G, I'm a boss, I grip grain and I sip lean
I'm ball all out with the biggest G's and spit and throw the
sixteen
When it come down to the south you know that I'm holdin' the key
I be in the Caddy rollin' on women damn near older than me
Them screens six inches or better, the stitches in the leather
If the trunk is popped it'll show in neon get it together
Cuz when I pull up at the valet man
Eyes is wide and them jaws is droppin'
Steppin' out the freshest clothes, brightest ice man the show is
stoppin'
People start oohin' me eyein' soon as they see us
Women wanna be with us and fellas they wanna be us
We the G's and don't try to fight it, got dro and we fixin'
light it
Laid back and that thang up on us we startin' to get excited
I'm ballin' with Yo Gotti and Eightball two of Memphis tightest
Cuz we havin' a gangsta party man everyone's invited
3.Cold Game
Hustlas And Gangstas Dont You Pout Block Burna's Keep The Work
In The Drought Keep You A Big Gun To Hold You Down And Deal With
A Nigga If He Snitch You Out
Its A Cold Game (Cold Game),Niggas Change (Niggas Change) Get
Popped Get Popped Give Names(Give Names),Cut Deals (Cut Deals)Be
For Real(Be For Real)Still Gon Do Time Why You Runnin Yo Lip
Lil Daddy Let Me Stop You In Yo Motha Fuckin Tracks Whoppin And
Hollin Loud Foul Talkin Bout Some Crack Clown Ass Nigga Tryin To
Have Me Down Bad In A Cell Talkin Bout Some Shit I Use To Have
But I Tryin To Go That Rout Just Cause It A Drisout And I Can
Charge You A Lil Mo Cause Yo Homeboy Just Ran Perfect Setup For
Me To Get My Ass Batted First Time Buyer Was Wired When He Came
At It Greety Niggas Dont Last Think Fast And You'll Lose Study
Yo Grind Take Yo Time Move Smooth Keep You A 9 Cause Niggas Just
Might Pull A Move Dont Fuck With That Hard Cause That'll Bat
That Ass To Personally Dawg This Shit Right Here From Me To You
You Find It Ready 9 Out Of 10 Its Thats ？ That Bull Shit You
Know What I Mean Now Nigga Thats Water Wippin Microwave ？ In Da
Kitchen
I Ain't Gon Say No Names But I'm Tell You Bout This Insident
Undercover Informent Tryin To Play Innocent Hot Box Nigga You
Know Powin All Kinda Shit Crack,Pills,Powder,And Guns All Kinda
Shit 15 To 25 Years What He Was Facin Did Bout A Month In A Half
Out On Probation Got A Lac Ext 22 Datons Say He Had Them Thangs
Fo The Low And Niggas Was Hatin Knew Somethin Wasn't Right Bout
This Nigga I Was Just Waitin Game Gon Reconize Game This Nigga
Fakin My Homie Want A Shot With This Nigga Told'em You Crazy In
？？？？？？？ Hene Get You Started In Da Game Out Here Free Lancin
Takin Chances Shoppin With Everybody And They Mammy But He Didnt
Listen Do Now He In Mason I Knew Somethin Wasn't Right Bout That
Nigga I Was Just Waitin
My Nigga Went To The Feds Bout Some Shit A Nigga Said Criminals
Catchin Criminals Main Thats How They Play It Inditement Time
When Them Folks Come To Yo Do Is Yo Go Nut Up Like A Ho Tell On
Yo Folk Give'em A Blueprint On Every Nigga In Yo Click All Dem
Ride-Or-Die Niggas Who Helped You Pay Yo Rent If So Then You A
Bitch A Disgrace To The Game Snitch,Rat,Tatel Tell All Thats The
Same Bang Nigga Need To Put A Hole On His Brain Let Cha Start
Leakin Blood To Soka Up You Niggas Name Main Guess Thats Why I
Bought A Pad And A Pen Caus E Fuckin With You Niggas In Da
Streets I Won't Win
4.We Gonna Be Alright
Lyricist：Carlos Daronde Broady, Mario Mims, Marcy Thomas
Mama, we're gon' be aight
Man, I miss my brother, I swear to God
I'm still mad at myself that I couldn't take the charge
I remember like yesterday, phone ringing up off the hook
Pandemonium in the north, what happened to juk？
Shit, I don't know, guess the same old bullshit
Fed's said, DP got caught with half a brick
That damn near stopped my heart
'Cause me and knowing my brother I'm thinking this shit hard
But luckily it was soft and fortunately he was straight
We're findin' to take it to trial, but went on sign for eight
Mama, we're gon' be straight, lil' sister we're gon' be cool
I know that my brother strong, so I did what I had to do
Mama, we're gon' be aight
He gon' be okay
Shit, I didn't know but I was walkin' on faith
Li'l sister we're gon' be aight, he gon' be okay
Got me a brick and started moving that weight
Mama, we're gon' be aight
He gon' be okay
Shit, I didn't know but I was walkin' on faith
Lil' sister we're gon' be aight, he gon' be okay
Got me a brick and started moving that weight
His sister taking it bad, mama trying to be strong
Couple calendar years, I never shedded a tear
Wrote him a couple letters to tell him I'm doin' better
Told him, I took his Chevy and put the shit back together
Told him, I'm gettin' money, I counted a hundred G's
Told me to slow it down, play the shit low key
Told me to make it happen, focus more on rappin'
'Cause fuckin' round in these streets that anything can happen
Told me I had heart, plus he knew I was smart
The only thing that'd break his heart is
If I fuck around and catch a charge
Told me to watch my sister and never let mama suffer
And do what I had to do to overcome the struggles
Mama, we're gon' be aight
He gon' be okay
Shit, I didn't know but I was walkin' on faith
Lil' sister we're gon' be aight, he gon' be okay
Got me a brick and started moving that weight
Mama, we're gon' be aight
He gon' be okay
Shit, I didn't know but I was walkin' on faith
Lil' sister we're gon' be aight, he gon' be okay
Got me a brick and started moving that weight
Finally made parol, they think he gon' change his life
I axed him what he gon' do, he said he's gon' walk light
It wasn't a year later, he smokin' behind tint
Half an ounce of the reddy rock, man they got his ass again
Judge gave him a bond, now he out on the run
With that fuck the world attitude, still totin' a gun
Still havin' his fun, we clubbin' it on the weekend
Thought I had conversations 'bout going to turn himself in
Wanted to raise his son, gon' get the shit behind him
Plus he knew it's only so long before they find him
Lawyer was talking good, say he gon' get three
When the prosecutor quit yellin' they gave my brother eleven
My mama damn near fainter, my brother didn't want to accept it
The hardest part for me, I couldn't do nothing to help it
Rap shit paid off, now we all on TV
My brother say, he good, he finally feel free
Mama, we're gon' be aight
He gon' be okay
Shit, I didn't know but I was walkin' on faith
Lil' sister we're gon' be aight, he gon' be okay
Got me a brick and started moving that weight
Mama, we're gon' be aight
He gon' be okay
Shit, I didn't know but I was walkin' on faith
Lil' sister we're gon' be aight, he gon' be okay
Got me a brick and started moving that weight
5.That's What's Up (Intro)
It's been a long time cumin n
A lot of dope run-in
Hustling tryna dodge des cases
You niggas been telling n
Da streets been beggin
So I had to go back 2 Da basics (INE)
Dis the entry to my life
Entry to my world
Ridgecrest apartments movin dat white gur
Posted up on da corner
Movin dat marijuana
Glock found on my hip
Hollin out u don't want it
My glock stay cocked
Rocks n a match box
Head guardin on lock
I'm a go get her
A nigga raided yo spot
Confiscated yo block
N he didn't get shot
You a hoe nigga
N I remember u do u remember me
8th grade leavin skool
Walkin up (dats wats up)
Ten tops on dat Z
I was passin ya
Fishscales swerving with yo bitch on da passenger side
Shawty let's ride
Rims still spinnin so shawty let's glide
She askin me why I don't get high
Cause bitch I make 50 off a 3 point 5 (n dats wats up)
You see me nigga say wats up
Wanta be me nigga dats wats up
Bout yo dollar, pop yo collar den u holla dats wats up
See me shawty say wats up
Well fuck me shawty dats wats up dats wats up
Wat up Coo
Wat up Juke
Wat up Grandma a
Wat up Mama a
Wat up haterz a
Wat up hustlerz
Wat up Reall niggas
Wat up busterz a
Wat up snitches
Look at dem bitches
Wat up stunna thanx 4 dem six digits (fo sho)
Wat up ball
Wat up G
Wat up memphis tenna fuckin key (wats hapenin)
Wat up three six
Kno u'll like me (well fuck ya)
Wat up Feds don't incite me (well fuck ya)
Wat up TVT cut dat check pimp
Wat up cash money dats how it is slim
Wat up allstar
Wat up Melrose
Wat up chat
Wat up try
Wat up V slash
Wat up Columbian
Wat up Mexicans
Cause on da real yawl got a nigga ass in
You see me nigga say wats up
Wanta be me nigga dats wats up
Bout yo dollar, pop yo collar den u holla dats wats up
See me shawty say wats up
Well fuck me shawty dats wats up dats wats up
Wat up Ballin watch
I paided da brick fo u
Wat up grill
On da real u buy da chicken too
Wat up crack house
Wat up dope fein
Wat up purple dro
Wat up cod dean
Wat up trap season
Baby u da reason
Charge nigga 30 fo birds n don it easy
So fishscale so oil bay
Wat up street tune
Wat up yung fay
Wat up C dollin
It's a gangsta party
Wat up TVT
U fuckin with a gangsta artist
Wat up grip
Let'em I ain't got to budget (nope)
Quarter million out da pocket said promotion fuck it
Wat up trap niggas
Scraping up dat dirty change
Wat up rap niggas dis industry a dirty game
Recouped yo advance take it rub it and publish it
Put u on TV and leave u out there with nuthin
Not me
Long time cumin n
A lot of dope run-in
Hustling tryna dodge des cases
You niggas been telling n
Da streets been beggin
So I had to go back 2 Da basics
Gotti dis yo boy Yo Gotti
INE nigga I said it's INE
Yeah N I remember u do u remember me
N I remember u do u remember me
Dis yo boy Yo Gotti
INE bitch
6.Full Time
You niggaz over there part time grindin and shinin and shit
This ya boy Yo Gotti yea
Get ya motherfuckin weight up sucker
Real hustler's don't need no sleep
I'm a full-time hustler, I'm full-time real (aye yo)
A full-time d-boy gettin it how I live (ya know)
I full-time grind so I full time shine and
I'm full-time strapped with a fully loaded nine
I'm startin off my day with a tank full of gas
A clip full of hollows, a pocket full of cash
A wrist full, a ring full, a chest full of ice
And a bitch in the rental with a trunk full of white
I was ridin behind tent gettin bent at the light
Seen the laws make a left so you know I bust a right
That's the d-boy detour switchin up my route
Check ya resource invoice the bird in the drought
Got a phone full of missed calls, beeper full of codes
One eight behind a number mean they wanna have a whole one
Fully loaded mossburg pump that'll bang ya
Full-time thug and I'm a full-time gangsta
I'm full-time switchin lanes, rims spinnin, swirvin
Full-time on the grind in the North servin
Keisha and Tameka and Shanika, Marilyn
Were full-time freaks but were part time virgins
You were so blind you couldn't read between the lines
See ya baby momma slash right was part time mine and
I didn't really care about a part time hair
Or a part time feelins and chillen with y'all chillin
I'm a full-time pimp you a part time spouse
I just burn her brains, get them thangs, throw em' in her house
I was out the frame, movin cane, runnin in and out
When them people came, know the game, shut ya fuckin mouth
You a part time soldier runnin in the battlefield
Talkin loud, sayin nothin, that's how you got ya homies killed
Full grown man with a part time plan
So you walkin round, head down, lookin for a hand
I'm a part time rapper, full-time trapper
Copped my own bricks and shit and own my own Master's
Done the shit myself so I can get it done faster
Promised to myself that I wasn't fuckin with you actors
Full-time boss you a part time C.E.O. from never never land
Peter Pan you's a middle man yea
Yo Gotti got the money and the power
You part time snitch and you a full-time coward
7.U A Gangsta Rite？
Since 50 Dropped Wanksta Erbody
A Gangsta (This Ya Boy Yo Gotti)
Since 50 Dropped Wanksta Erbody
A Gangsta (Gangsta)
Yeah, You Put On Ya Gangsta Image Nigga
But You Know You Aint Gangsta (Gangsta)
You Can Fool Yaself Nigga But The Fact Still Remains
You Niggas Just Aint Gangsta (Gangsta)
You Got Ya Braids To The Back(You Gangsta Rite)
Sold Ya Rags Get Some Tags(You Gangsta Rite)
So You Roll Wit A Clique(You Gangsta Rite)
Claim You Dont Date No Shit(You Gangsta Rite)
I See You Got Ya Golds In Ya Mouth(You Gangsta Rite)
But Them Niggas Shot Up Ya House(You Gangsta Rite)
I Know You Aint Gonna Go Like That(Cuz You Gangsta Rite)
You Gangsta Rite(Rite), You Gangsta Rite(Rite) You Gangsta Get
Real.
All You Animated Put Togther Popeye Thugs Need To Hit Cha Spend
It Fo Ya Try To Step To Me Cuz
Aint Yosamite Sam Nor Elmer Fud
Got A Mold Bird Pump And It Filled With Slugs
Hit Ya Hunni In Tha Mouth
You Ran Thats How Tha Cookie Crumble
Damn I'm Too Fast You Remind Me Of The Warner Brothers
You Ain't Gon Kill Nutthin Or Let Nutthin Die
Be Tha First To Testify To Tha Lbi
Yo Gotti Got Guns We Aint Seen Before
Ar 15's Red Beams And Scopes
Ya Moms House Got Sprayed
And Ya Mans Got Hit
You Was All On A Dinner Date Trickin To A Bitch
Yeen Shot Nobody
Yeen Sold No O's
Yeen Been On A Mission
Kicked Down No Doors
Yeen Pimped No Bitches
Yeen With No Riches
Yeen Cut A Nigga Head Made Em Go Get Stiches
Yeen Bout Yo Skrilla
And You Sho Aint A Boss
You Aint Help Young Niggas
You Cant Seen No Cross
You With Ya Ho Romantic
I Make Ya Petty
I'm Tha Mild Cold Deala Like Shootin That Cannon
And Ya Bitch Can Get It To
So Get A Taft None
Gangsta Why Tha Fuck You Run Wit A Gun
Real Niggas Dont Press Charges
What Tha Fuck You Doin
You On Tha Stand Pointin Fingers At Peliminary Hear
Me Vs The State And You Was The Victim
Thought You Said You Was A Solja
You Runnin With Killas
Yeah Tha Truth Hurts Nigga
But Im More Than Bullets
I Make A Bun Get A Gun
Run Up On You And Pull It
You Niggas Square As A Pool Table
And Twice As Green
Type Of Nigga Take All His Work And Front It To Fiends
Real Gangstas Get Money
And They Call Tha Shots
Got Block Burnas That Dont Rap
I Can Get You Shot
And Then Niggas Tryna Get Tha Don's Killed
Thats Why I Neva Leave Tha House With Out My Heata Consealed
I Got One In Tha Cham When I Jump In Tha Range
Keep My Hand On Tha Trigga
I Blow Out Ya Brains
Leave Tha Club Switchin Lanes
Half A Life Doin A Hundred
Tryna Catch This Cred Dummy That Wont Pay Me My Money
I'm From North Memphis Nigga We Dont Play That Shit
You Threw Ya Door Fenders And Windas
And Kill That Bitch
8.That's Not Yo Bitch
...yea this some personal shit here nigga!
I'ma take it there...
You can kiss her, You can hug her
You can tell her that you love her to her face bro'
But that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg
Said, that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg
You can lick her, You can stick her
You can give it to her right all nite bro'
But that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg
Said, that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg
You can like her you can wife her
You can get married and fight her all nite bro'
But that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg
Said, that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg
I'm the same nigga off tha chain nigga
I get's paid to giving game to lame niggaz
I learned early way back in my younger days
Following my heart I fell in love at seventh grade
Late nite on the phone quality time king
Malco movie screens she was my queen
We was everything and I was so faithful
Fucked my homeboys and that was so hateful
I thought taped her
In denial and didn't wanna believe in the truth
man but they taped her
Made me strong so I can live with that
So I gotta thank that Andrea for that
How many real niggaz can stand up and tell the truth
Lay it all on the line when they step in the booth
Not that many pimpin' close to any pimpin'
That boy Gotti a fool that's why I'm winning pimpin'
Nineteen-nintey-six I was moving bricks
Opened my heart back up and got another bitch
I changed that hoe life I copped that hoe ice
I showed that hoe wrong I taught that hoe right
And she was ride or die I seen her smile and cry
I sent that hoe to school I made her work nine to five
They kicked my door in they shot my bitch up
The cut my whole head they stole my white stuff
But she was still there cause she did not care
She's a soulja man she was so real
I asked her one day do you know dude there
She said hell naw man she said she swear
poseda been out of town I popped up in my home
Man it' was going down
And I ain't no damn fool
And it was clear to see she was fuckin the enemy
She made me strong and cold-hearted for that
Man I gotta thank Ranarda for that
9.Shawty Violating (Wup That Hoe)
Wup that hoe (13x)
Wup that hoe, Wup that hoe (she fucked yo baby daddy)
Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shit I aint mad at ya)
Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shawty violating)
Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shawty been hating)
There were two hoes, Yo Gotti, one couple hearin
Who be hollering look at that hoe fucking her friend
Knowing 'bout the beef and shit I gone tuck my eyesPop my
collar, hit my boy and let these hoes fight
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Shawty got a right like she Laila Ali
Thats just my baby mama
And her best friend
Coming out they stilettos to do these hoes in
U fucked the wrong nigga
Caught the wrong bitch
Hit the wrong club, and got yo ass kicked
I fuck wit hood hoes
Them hoes stay jacking
Look at shawty weave
I'm like dammmmnnnn what happened
Wup that hoe (13x)
The hoe done fucked my baby daddy
Now the hoe is out here braggin'
When I see the hoe, through the door her ass Im gone be draggin'
Bitch I be ya mad
What you did hoe is nothing
But I gotta beat yo ass cuz you think you did something
I aint fucked up bout no nigga
Niggas coming by the dozen
I be with da shit, my paper is thick, like niggas kill they
cousin
Talkin shit now I cant go
Throw dem thangs on dat hoe
See you buckin' in da club before you know you on da floor
I be strapped like jab in the back
Beat dem killers thats gone attack
Hoe you know its gone be on when you talking about fucking off
with Lil' Chat
Bust these bitches with a bottle
Naw I'll bust you with my popper
Hoe you really don't want no problem cuz my 38 will resolve them
Hoe you fresh straight out the mall
Brand new set, get staright, get dirt
Shit its gonna help you get blazed up cuz you'll get smoked just
like some perk
I don't play no games with these bitches
Lil' Chat straight gone let you know
If you disrespect my gangsta
Imm'a straight up wup you hoe! (straight up wup you hoe)
My main girl trippin', she think Im fucking off
Ask me 'bout some bitches, I had to play it off
Told me if she catch me then she gone cut a shine
Found a couple rubbers but I told her they weren't mine
She checked my phone, she watched my home, she searched my
clothes
She asked me 'bout
Where I'm at and who I'm with
She tryn'a figure pimpin out
She cursed me out said I'm a dog
She sitting here crying and saying I'm wrong
Calling my phone all through the night and ask me when I'm
coming home
Rule number 1, if shawty from the projects
Niggas takin' care of, you hoes better respect that
Nigga got her pregnant, you hoes better respect that
Where I'm from hoes get guns and leave hoes wet
10.I'm A Thug
I'm a gangsta (gangsta)
You a actress (actress)
You be dreamin (dreamin)
I make it happen (make it happen)
I ain't a g I ain't a crip I ain't a blood
But I be fuckin' with them niggas I'm a thug (2x)
I got respect
I came from the streets
If a nigga didnt hustle then a nigga didnt eat homie (homie)
And aint nan nigga took nuttin
Playin with me money
Make ya mami go and book somethin'
A fruit of a for that bitch ass nigga
Ole dick in a booty slitch nich ass nigga (look)
A couple niggas got fronted took to long with me money
Send them youngstas to that dumpin bitch
And I got soljas on my team
That will die for the i to tha e
The feds want me bad because they know I got them killa niggas
out tha north
If Gotti get tha word they'll take them niggas off
And kids wanna be just like me
Systems tryn'a dig cause some shit wan indict me
I sold hella keys made hella cheese
And all my niggas what convicted felonies cuz a
You wanna beef with c'mon let's go get em man
Fuck talkin I'm tryn'a be the first one to hit em man
My patience little man
Don't take a lot of bullets man
Drop 'em where the stand with one squeeze u don't understand
This a hard knock of life for niggas
Take a pentatentery chance throwin' bricks to prison
And I ain't talkin' bout no polka
But I watch niggas fold
Fuck them other niggas cuz them other niggas hoes
Them niggas hoes that's the verdict case closed
Ain't shit like they say
We da streets we know
7 out of 10 of dem niggas who talkin' gangsta need a g replaced
with the w
Cuz they wankstas (ain't cha)
And I guess we like the black sheep
We live where we speak
So we neva talk cheap
These niggas vegetarians dont wanna see no beef
When it come they want peace
But me I want a piece cuz
Back in 95
Got a pick da side
With them big guys
They seen it in my eyes
They had a lot of pies
Money to the vibe
I knew no betta but whateva I was down to ride
And neva asked about tha shit dat they owe me
Just did wat they showed me
Or did what they told me
The littlest nigga with tha biggest fuckin'
Balls I was down for tha motha fuckin' cause
Now I must say today I'm a rich cred veteran
Shot a lot of niggas cuz I sold a lot of medicine
Did a lot of shit that you may think irrelevant
I masked on them rappers cuz they play with my intelligence
They had white when the price was cheapa
They hate the mel row
And now my brothers keepa
A lot of niggas may not think the same
Cuz they lame
They just rap they wasnt in tha game get it
11.A Part Of Thugs
She was light, bright, damn new white
With dem Chinese eyes and big girl thighs
And it was, so many rumors and so many lies
About my, so many girls and so many wives
That it broke up my home, she left me alone
And I was tryin' to explain to her on the phone
But I'm like 'What was the use of tellin' the truth？'
Plus I was trained at a youth to do what I do
So I just tell her some lies to make her feel good
Like one day I'm movin' you out the hood
It went from kisses and hugs to pushes and shoves
But that was all a part of fuckin' wit thugs, come on
If you was down you would steel for a nigga
Stay by my side even kill for a nigga？
If you fuck wit a nigga for real
Then it ain't nothing to keepin' it trill
If you was down you would steel for a nigga
Stay by my side even kill for a nigga？
If you fuck wit a nigga for real
Then it ain't nothing to keepin' it, nothing to keepin' it trill
She just wanted to smile and wanted a child
But I was ruining her dreams by livin' too wild
She said I need to calm down and act like a man
And my response was like 'What the fuck is you sayin'？'
'Cause I was so caught up into movin' it white
And I was gone 24／7 a night
And I didn't give a fuck if I was wrong or was right
'Cause I was a D-boi livin' a D-boi's life
And she was a school girl slash D-boi's wife
And it was in wit the wrong and out wit the right
'Cause she was trafficin' and manufacturin' drugs
But that was all apart of fuckin' wit thugs, come on
If you was down you would steel for a nigga
Stay by my side even kill for a nigga？
If you fuck wit a nigga for real
Then it ain't nothing to keepin' it trill
If you was down you would steel for a nigga
Stay by my side even kill for a nigga？
If you fuck wit a nigga for real
It ain't nothing to keepin' it, nothing to keepin' it trill
We was tighter then fam, cooler than friends
We thought it would last forever and never would end
And we'd get mad at each other and try to pretend
Like we was callin' it quits, wasn't speakin' again
We went our separate ways for a couple of days
You know, the separate phase for hell of some days
But uh, I regret ever doin' her friend
But it was the need of the moment and you know us men
We just think without actin' my man was back trackin'
But still I say what I mean and mean what I say
'Cause I'm real so play yo' position and show us some love
'Cause that was all a part of fuckin' wit thugs
If you was down you would steel for a nigga
Stay by my side even kill for a nigga？
If you fuck wit a nigga for real
Then it ain't nothing to keepin' it trill
If you was down you would steel for a nigga
Stay by my side even kill for a nigga？
If you fuck wit a nigga for real
It ain't nothing to keepin' it, nothing to keepin' it trill,
baby
12.Shawty
Yea yea mane, this D-Nero mane
Representin them I＆E Blockburners mane
Y'all know what time it is mane
Gotta grind before you shine mane
This not a game mane
Got white shawty cheap cheap price shawty
I'm in the the club wit that real clear ice shawty
I want a bitch that can do the whole click shawty
I'm just a young nigga tryin to get rich shawty
I'm a pimp shawty plus I'm from the M shawty
And all these rappers I don't mess wit them shawty
My life real shawty blood, sweat and tears shawty
Through out these years I then told it how it is shaawty
No meals rap niggaz they be broke shawty
Unless they sold a million records or some dope shawty
We ridin sprees and these suckas ridin spinners shawty
Cuz we some vets and they some mahfuckin beginners shaawty
We got green shawty, we got lean shawty
We on the block where it's hot servin fiends shawty
We in the club come and show a nigga love shawty
Forget a table dance Gotti want some scrubs shaawty
I'm kinda young shawty far from being dumb shawty
You got ya hands out and can't get a crumb shawty
I'm street made shawty, street how I get paid shawty
Real hustlaz hustle a hundred different ways shawty
Stuck in the game motherfuck the fame shawty
Slung everything from cocaine to Mary Jane shawty
I never quit tryin to get rich shawty
If it ain't bout a dollar really it ain't shit shawty
I'm OG shawty ridin lo key shawty
You know me seatbelt big heat shawty
Shop open he ain't never closed shawty
Still on the post breakin down O's shawty
Smith ＆ Wess, VVS, Mitchell and ness shawty
Never the less keep you a vest cuz they'll test ya shawty
24s that's the best VHS Shawty
DVD and Ps2 in ya head rest shawty
I'm on a mission shawty, gotta get bout my digits shawty
And see me clip a bag of them 50s off in my britches shawty
I got my money right yep I'm been on the strecth shawty
6 days a week 21 and 2 in the crest shawty
And you can bet shawty I'm one of few in the south
That really live the life that I be rappin' bout shawty
I keep a glock 40 where I'm from we some fools
We don't play anything goes shawty
13.Where I'm At
14.Spend It Cuz U Got It
15.That's What They Made It Foe
16.25 To Life
17.Warrior
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