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[Gotti] Yo Boo, Irv Gotti Black, and BJ outta Wit the f*** up here man shit done hit the fan Let's do dis shit man Fo' real [Boo] Let's do it What the f***? There ain't nothin' Else to be said [Gotti] Yo, I got a empire with niggas With thug in they blood I admire them niggas My desire is figgas Rockland b**** Why hire some killas? Gotti heat like hail son And fire them niggas Pop off 2 clips Letras de cancionesTop off new six Rock frost blue wrist Still cop two bricks Cook crack in the pot Push pats on the block Cock the glock Pop up like jack in a box He crazy insane Mommys say loco I even push 'caine When the blow is slow And when the dough got low I got the high 'fo Back in the same hood On the block for 'mo Doorags, saggin' pants I'm baggin' grams Niggas smokin' the joke And then laughin' at "What if I get to blast a man?" Aw shit Boo watch out Oh shit, you capped That nigga yo [Boo] You think I just got nice? Well I been at niggas throats 'Til it even got worse And I got hennessy And coke in my system Hot chicks I f*** 'em and diss 'em I'm out to cop bricks Cut 'em and split 'em Put plenty in the bag 20's on the jag I'm a big faced getter You get panties and brag Fo Fo too heavy So I'm bustin' the sag Slow dough, that's petty I ain't f***in' wit' that It's fo real when I spit these bars And cats like "Damn, How dis lil nigga Get new cars?" Stay high all day run around With thugs flippin' pies all day Rockland Nigga So you better make way 'Cause we comin' for niggas Got guns? We ain't runnin' from niggas I know you heard that [Gotti] My real b****es! Sometimes I'm less than a b**** Never trustin' a b**** I'd rather get head Than be f***in' a b**** [Boo] And it ain't nothin' different That's the way we roll It be them lame as* niggas Givin' dough to h*es [Gotti] Before I pay for a brick She taste da shit Put her back on a bus Wit it taped to her hips [Boo] All my mommys Rock Gucci If we in the whip Put the dope in her coochie [Gotti] All my chicks like Snoopy I like dykes that like dykes But I don't like groupies I use to like tootie And that's a fact for ya life [Boo] I got chicks that smoke Some roll dice Others like to fight But they all love ice [Gotti] Hip hop niggas They all thugs right? Nah, get dropped nigga Netta get plugged right Boo and Gotti true pimps Rockland for life Get it right [Boo and Gotti] Rockland [Gotti] For life nigga [Boo and Gotti] Boo and Gotti From Letras Mania