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I give them real shit every time Man I just don't get it Know what i'm saying? Niggas learned the game from me [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] I'm the one that gave you [?] I got nothing to lie about Gambling in these streets Until you fuck around and crap-out Gave them real shit Told them real shit Got personal in them verses They say the truth will hurt you Oh well.. Oh well.. [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] Little kids in the hood They look up to a nigga Don't know I served they momma And daddy cooked up with a nigga (For real) Big brother shot them pistols And got booked up with a nigga Real niggas do real things We was bumping Jigga for real.. Letras de canciones(man they say the streets is watching) Bumping Jigga for real... [Verse 3: Yo Gotti] Lost one, lost two, and lost three Hope my youngins kill whoever kills me (I'm talking murder) I went to copping End up getting that shit for free Got the print, popping xans Damn near OD'd Went against the hood Fell out with the OGs Cuz I didn't follow the structure About some shit I didn't believe (And we supposed to be getting money nigga Let's get money If we ain't getting money what we doing?) [Verse 4: Yo Gotti] Look, I don't claim colors I got blood brothers I got real niggas They like my blood brothers You got fake homies They your club buddies And when the money gone That's when it get ugly Yeah, life's scary Them hitters temporary Who gon' push that 1, collect that call (beep) Take care of commissary? Who gon' make that visit every Sunday? You know that Fed time mandatory Who gon' pay them lawyers? Who gon' write them letters? Who gon' raise them kids? Who gon' take care of you? Hoes ain't got no patience You know what you facing That's too many years You know that hoe ain't waiting What happened to your partner and them ? Ya'll was so 100 (squad) You know them niggas out there making money Ain't send you nothing He was supposed to be your co-defendent But he went to state Same nigga Y'all ate off the same plate Oh well.. Oh well.. (See I keep trying to tell these niggas man The same nigga that with you everyday Gonna be the same nigga that Gonna fuck your whole life up) [Verse 5: Yo Gotti] Look, I could give you niggas lectures all day How to hustle all the motherfucking way See there's laws to this motherfucking game New money but the laws stay the same Fairwell.. You don't listen.. Oh well... (They expect us to fail... [?] Oh well.. You don't care of your family or you do From Letras Mania