Cocaine Muzik 4.5: Da Documentary (Mixtape)

Yo Gotti Cocaine Muzik 4.5: Da Documentary (Mixtape) Lyrics
1.Chapter 1 Intro

I mean basically I name it 4 and 1/2 because it's a very special
number to me 125 grams I mean some people may not even know what
it mean but for the people who do this who it's for*

Aight let me paint the picture use to always sit around talking
bout how you was known in the streets when this music shit pop
off he was out because he was so damn good at it so you got to
the top an the streets still needed you what now

Once upon a time in a small city Memphis it was some gangsta
young niggas running round through north memphis getting money
fucking hoes smoking kush chopper by the house another one by
that killer cali we coming in by the bush shoot a hundred bet
hundred it ain't nun to me caught a plug take that work that was
sum to me one move turned to another then niggas got greedy
before you know it we rob the whole fucking city back against
the wall cause now we going to war with the whole town caught
some of my homies down bad with they guard down

Yes this is tom anderson reporting live w.h.I.g.v. and I'm
coming to you from north memphis were massive gun fire has
sadden the community were a young man was shot several times
outside of the community grocery store people let's please stop
the violence if anybody have any suggestions please dail 527 -
gunz

A couple funerals had to mask up then the feds scoop have of the
whole hood up a couple niggas started pointing fingers around
the time back to the basics dropped and I had a nice single had
the whole world saying watsup and the feds was trying to see
what's watsup but fuck ya they had 11 witnesses who said they
bought some or sold some to me niggas all in my business and
this that real life no bullshitting this that straight facts no
fiction I see hoe niggas and I just feel friction givem one to
they head leave they top missing

Please don't get offended I mean cocaine muzik it's the american
way let's look at histroy those that get to the top never leave
street mentality government business and you know this
motherfucking rap game


2.Fishcale Dreams

Co co cocaine caine co co cocaine meastro on the beat Yo Gotti
on the mic fishscale dreams all night nigga this that cocaine
music homie don't you confuse it lames gone cope it d-boys gone
abuse me... see nigga it's a difference between a documentary in
a movie you know what I mean it's cocaine music 4.5 real life
non fiction you niggas characters you niggas actresses you
niggas playing in movies you niggas bitches!*

Co co cocaine caine co co cocaine meastro on the beat Yo Gotti
on the mic fishscale dreams all night nigga this that cocaine
music homie don't you confuse it lames gone cope it d-boys gone
abuse me hit the gas on my 454 got to let my pipe breath 24 with
floaters on that bitch look like I'm riding easy wet paint candy
now a later flava white on white leather for the head ewww
marshmellows lemonade in the chain twins cause my watch look the
same ice cream cutlass seats red velvet cake somebody blow the
candles out today my rims birthday
Wood grain gripping will I'm swerving in slabbing doors open
yawning like they just finish napping 16 soft white like a
napkin birdman sent them so you know they coming flapping

Aye aye aye this that cocaine music homie don't you confuse it

Cocaine jeah I hear voices you don't hear swag taking off like
like I'm flying in a leer street nigga cred dopeboy of the year
cocaine music realest shit your gonna hear my rims doing jumping
jacks tops doing sit ups man let's just say my whole car on a
fitness plan you still getting fronted you still owe the man
let's just say your whole life been finance 30 months small
payments can you handle pressure I get so many of the thangs I
can't afford to test ya but fuck ya feed'em beans let starve
cause he the type to say that he got robbed liar
If I pull that trigger the coroner goin have to get him his
family gone have to miss him I swear to god I ain't want to
kill'em damn my brother looked me dead in my eyes told me never
let these pussy niggas slide so fuck'em

Aye aye aye this that cocaine music homie don't you confuse it

Let's paint another scenario so you made it out the streets you
got on real quick glue then the hype was spend all that money
ain't got nothing to show for it all you got is the memories


3.Where They Do That At

I'm yo gotti... Niggas pistol playing showing straps*
How you ain't got no work but in the trap... aye where they do
I know you ain't hating on yo dog were they do that at niggas
going insane about a braud were they do that at
Snitching ass working for the laws were they do that at... aye
were they do that at

I'm sitting up o's of that purple shit nigga playing money games
Charged a nigga a couple hundreds he told me charge it to the
game
Oka it's all good bet I get his ass next time around ordered up
the whole pound let my youngins lay him down
North memphis number 1 rule bitch nobody slide playing with me
money just like playing with a nigga pride
And if you ever ever ever ever hurt a nigga feelings it's gone
be a bloody bloody murder cold hearted killing
You ain't got no witness then they ain't got no damn case
million dollar bond bitch that really like a hundred days
That real hood shit nothing but facts when I'm talking certified
street approval and I'm the realiest nigga walking

Niggas pistol playing showing straps where they do that at
How you ain't got no work but in the trap where they do that at
I know you ain't hating on yo dog were they do that at
Niggas going insane about a braud were they do that at
Snitching ass working for the laws were they do that at

I'm in the middle of my hood where everybody thuggin 4 deep one
car and everybody busting
This that g shit all I ever wanted was a key shit never love
these hoes you can miss me with that sweet shit
Cause yo bitch ain't yours and my bitch ain't mines they ah have
a nigga fooled every motherfucking time
Every motherfucking line come out they motherfucking mouth is
give me this or buy me that bitch it's a motherfucking drought
I'm a outlaw rolling stone never ever going home I stay were I
spend the night different hoe house every night
This that real hood shit nothing but facts when I'm talking
certified street approval and I'm the realiest nigga walking

Niggas pistol playing showing straps where they do that at
How you ain't got no work but in the trap where they do that at
I know you ain't hating on yo dog were they do that at
Niggas going insane about a braud were they do that at
Snitching ass working for the laws were they do that at

I'm a certified gangsta in between me and you just got a million
dollar check so my homies did to
We bout to fuck the whole city up tell them hoes come get with
us if they want they hair and nails did cause that ain't shit to
us
Nigga you ain't real you a pussy and everybody know it talking
bout yo homeboys like they ain't even yo homeboys
You could'ntleave the house so I guess your just a home boy
literally see my wrist and neck that bitch so glitterly
All I know is white girl I call her hillary cause that bitch got
power plus she so considerate
This that real hood shit nothing but facts when I'm talking
certified street approval and I'm the realiest nigga walking

Niggas pistol playing showing straps where they do that at
How you ain't got no work but in the trap where they do that at
I know you ain't hating on yo dog were they do that at
Niggas going insane about a braud were they do that at
Snitching ass working for the laws were they do that at

No what I'm saying they don't do that shit in my hood nigga
They keep it 100 you know what saying cosack nigga cut they
grass gather them cut they heads off nigga we good
Were they do that at
Pussy


4.Touchdown

Aye you know im cocaine crazy right?*
These niggas go
White dis, white dat
(Quit fucking with me, white everything)
A lil bitch i fuck with talk bout she want white cat
You know dis my city right?
(Hoe you crazy)
Pussy ass nigga

I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint
49ers on the inside
Touchdown, a nigga going long, field goal, extra point a nigga
going strong
210 on the dash, blue jean inside, white wit blue top, like the
yankees when i come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series,
that boy hustle smart

Streets Talkin Gotti been doing good
Niggas wanna try em, couple niggas from the hood
You know how that go, niggas say you dont fuck wit em, truth be
told wen i hustlin i aint fuck wit em
Same nigga still owe me on a pack, think a nigga forgot becuz im
rappin? nah...
When i get off the road I shoot back to my town
New whips, new watch, fuck with me, its goin down
Own family hatin, niggas looking mad, guess it be little better
if a nigga was doin bad,
But momma got a smile, brother still wild, i gotta get this
money i just had another child,
They say im gettin fat, guess im eatin good
20 racks in the motor, got my name under the hood, YO GOTTI,
Sometimes i think back, I could of went fed, this a chance in a
lifetime i gotta think ahead

I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint
49ers on the inside
Touchdown, a nigga going long, field goal, extra point a nigga
going strong
210 on the dash, blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like
the yankees when i come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series,
that boy hustle smart

My city rootin for me, the club owners mad
Cause i wont come to kick it for under 25 bands
And u taking it personal im just tryna feed my mans
See u aint a real nigga so dats sumthin u wouldnt understand
But if it wasnt for my homeboys and if it wasnt for my fans
I would of been clicked on u bitches and doin a quarter off n da
can
But imma keep on grindin, keep on shinin cuss dats wut u cant
stand
Imma kill u bitches softly every time i ride pass
What da fuck make u wanna beef wit me like u street as me
Running round here talking down bitch u aint use to be wit me
Bitch u aint use to tote heat wit me, bitch u aint use to eat
wit me
Bitch i was thuggin n ridgecrest yo funky ass was somewhere down
da street
Yo fuck ass aint no real g, tell me where dey do dat at
Gang bang in yo neighborhood but round me wouldn't even throw up
your set
Motherfuckers do anything for a check, ok dats cool
But dont fuck around and let project pat and juicy j get yo ass
wet
On another note im da same nigga wit mo paper and mo bigger
And whenever im in town bitch im rite here on shady vista
My jewelry on my car parked my shirt off wit no pistol
Aint nan nigga gone take nuttn my lil niggaz a shake sumtn
My lil niggas got mo paper, my lil niggas dont even rap, bitch
Runnin round talk bout u got signed, bitch u still livin in da
trap!

I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint
49ers on the inside
Touchdown, a nigga going long, field goal, extra point a nigga
going strong
210 on the dash, blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like
the yankees when i come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series,
that boy hustle smart


5.Mirror

I'm on fire whole hood blazing*
Hustle game incredible ice game amazing... look in the mirror
(4x)
Like a chandler you looking in a mirror
Ice super clear you looking in a mirror
Who you hear to see when you look in the mirror
If you a real nigga you looking in the mirror
I'm on fire whole hood blazing
Hustle game incredible ice game amazing... look in the mirror
(4x)

6 in the morning my alarm goes off
Dope come out the pot then the stove goes off
Knock knock on the door I'm selling wholes of soft
Nigga try to rob me get his nose blowed off
I'm I a real nigga point blank period
If you a pussy nigga you need to be paying for your period
Damn right I'm getting money have a million on the jewlery
Go in ask emmit if you don't think a nigga serious
My whole house glass I'm looking at reflections
I'm cocaine crazy got a all white section
All my niggas mafia I never even heard ya
Quarter brick half a brick my young niggas a murder ya

I'm on fire whole hood blazing
Hustle game incredible ice game amazing... look in the mirror
Like a chandler you looking in a mirror
Ice super clear you looking in a mirror
Who you hear to see when you look in the mirror
If you a real nigga you looking in the mirror

Wake up in the morning in 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 standing on garland
Buying 10 for the hundred out of ridgecrest apartments
B.E.T material I'm 106 in park and I'm a stay gucci dead fresh
homie regardless
I repersent the dopeboys I can't say it clearer
You looking at me wen you looking in the mirror
I motivate the trap give the hood niggas hope
Because I became a millionaire wen I was selling dope... I'm yo
gotti

I'm on fire whole hood blazing
Hustle game incredible ice game amazing... look in the mirror
Like a chandler you looking in a mirror
Ice super clear you looking in a mirror
Who you hear to see when you look in the mirror
If you a real nigga you looking in the mirror

Live from the kitchen it's the pyrex king
Straight from north memphis to your tv screen
Couple foreign cars all white everything
Keep a cool hundred grand in my levi jeans
White in red cutlass same color as a smearnoff
1 ticket 2 ticket I can take a year off
Got my money up think I'm moving were the beach at
Next house somewhere famous were the fuck is robin leech at

I'm on fire whole hood blazing
Hustle game incredible ice game amazing... look in the mirror
Like a chandler you looking in a mirror
Ice super clear you looking in a mirror
Who you hear to see when you look in the mirror
If you a real nigga you looking in the mirror