| Got a thirty and a forty, ridin' with lil' shorty
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| He geeked up on that woo, he feelin' like he Tony
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| I could get you touched, in my county, I’m John Gotti
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| Niggas tryna run, like trampoline, we catching bodies
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| Yeah, we smoke just like Marley, chopper tote like they Harleys
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| Thugging like it’s legal, fuck a judge and a jury
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| Friends ain’t friends, I was taught that lesson early
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| Gettin' it out the mud, niggas try to do you dirty
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| Gunshot, man down, put a nigga in a box
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| His mama ain’t know, had to hear 'bout it on Fox
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| Young head buster, leavin' brains on the block
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| Teachin' lessons with the Draco, graduated from the Glock
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| Never been rich, but I been poor
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| Before this rap shit, I was kickin' down doors
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| You made it sellin' crack, I used the glizzy with a mask
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| Go broke again, I swear I put a glizzy on your ass
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| Spittin' straight truth like I took a polygraph
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| Runnin' to the money while you niggas lollygag
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| Price on his head, we gon' pop him like the tag
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| Have him bleeding like a bitch that’s in need of a pad
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| Got a thirty and a forty, ridin' with lil' shorty
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| He geeked up on that woo, he feelin' like he Tony
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| I could get you touched, in my county, I’m John Gotti
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| Niggas tryna run, like trampoline, we catching bodies
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| Yeah, we smoke just like Marley, chopper tote like they Harleys
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| Thugging like it’s legal, fuck a judge and a jury
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| Friends ain’t friends, I was taught that lesson early
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| Gettin' it out the mud, niggas try to do you dirty
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| Young John Gotti, in the Masi' with a shotty
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| Soon as a nigga slip, I’m right there to catch the body
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| My nigga 13 itchin' for his first homi'
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| He’ll do it on GP, he don’t even need no money
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| When it’s body gettin', we hit first like crash dummies
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| Fuck what I got to lose, nigga, that’s just how I’m comin'
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| Jump out with them choppers, got them pussy niggas runnin'
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| Marchin' like a band when that Draco go to drummin'
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| When that Draco go to spittin', I’m like murder, kill, kill
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| Got signed to a deal just to stay 'round with the steel
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| In the field like for real so it’s fuck how you feel
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| In the field like for real so it’s fuck how you feel
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| Got a thirty and a forty, ridin' with lil' shorty
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| He geeked up on that woo, he feelin' like he Tony
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| I could get you touched, in my county, I’m John Gotti
|
| Niggas tryna run, like trampoline, we catching bodies
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| Yeah, we smoke just like Marley, chopper tote like they Harleys
|
| Thugging like it’s legal, fuck a judge and a jury
|
| Friends ain’t friends, I was taught that lesson early
|
| Gettin' it out the mud, niggas try to do you dirty
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| Got a thirty and a forty, ridin' with lil' shorty
|
| He geeked up on that woo and he feelin' like he Tony
|
| I could get you touched, in my county, I’m John Gotti
|
| Niggas tryna run, like trampoline, we catching bodies
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| Yeah, we smoke just like Marley, chopper tote like they Harleys
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| Fuck a judge and a jury
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| Friends ain’t your friends, I was taught that lesson early
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| Niggas try to do you dirty |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song John Gotti, artist - Jackboy. Album song Lost In My Head, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп