| I told my dawgz we was gon be rich one day
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| HA Muthafuka I’m rolling, top drop in that lamborghini bitch
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| Tell it from wet willies
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| I just had a few martini’s on the beach
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| Ms Dior and she got on a bikini
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| Pussy niggas in my city playin they don’t wanna see me
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| In my rollin rolls royce phantom with the chauffer
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| Back seat with my toaster
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| Standard clip don’t need no holster
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| I’m real like I’m supposed to
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| I swear tried to keep it kosher
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| Nigga kept on playin games wit me so I cold not look overem
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| I’m 37 flights up in the sky I see the ocean mane
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| Trump tower ocean view right down the street frim ocean view
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| Yea I been m.i.a. |
| othaa niggas m.i.a
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| Don’t you get it twisted its north memphis till my dying day
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| Rolling
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| Live from the kitchen bitch thats on the way
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| Cm6 gangster grillz
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| We the moast anticipate
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| Streets mad damn gotti you had the whole world Waitin
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| Had to cook that shit again make sure it wasn’t no soda taste
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| I’m tha ether out the beaker streets been tweakin for that gangster shit
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| Well here I go fresh out the bricks
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| Break me down take a hit
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| I am what I am & you not what you tryna be
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| Its my fault you a wannabe remember its only one of me
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| Gotti King I eat niggas like pihranhas
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| Yellow ice like a mcdonalds
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| Want that white meet me in the tunnnel
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| I go hard every summer I keep soft in the winter
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| Gave the streets that cm6 so in the hood its early christmas
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| Rolling
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| N I ain’t on the x-pill
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| I’m dollar sign high
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| You don’t know how that feel
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| I don’t need nothin
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| I’m just tryin shit
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| Gave my bitch my card n she just buyin shit
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| I got a whole buncha bitches
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| Even mo haters
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| You just got the fed I need to see you fckin papers
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| P. S.I P. S.I I need to read
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| To many niggas workin wit the feds you wouldn’t believe it
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| So no mo talkin on phones
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| Meetin no niggas talkin on songs
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| Regular nigga you ain’t built like me
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| Gangster of the year I don’t need no songs
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| That’s regular weed nigga that ain’t no strong
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| You a regular nigga so I know what you on
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| Regular bitches doin extra ordinary shit
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| Head 3 hours long
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| Red bottom red bottom for my bitches
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| This jackin four beats so dj drama gone switch it
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| Yeah I’m on my fuck the world chris brown shit they trynaa hold me down shit
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| I came up wit anotha hit and they came back around bitch
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| Fuck the industry fake muthafuckas
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| Niggas from yo city be the biggest hatin muthafuckas
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| Muthafucka I got sniper shooters
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| No pistol toters we rifel shooters
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| If I had my gun liscence would I be a rightful user
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| Or would I pick a fight and shoot a nigga
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| Gun abuser
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| Look at me now I’m gettin paper
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| Farahi 450a for my hater
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| Had a session wit wiz he smokin paper
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| My niggas smoke blunts and we kickin shit feelin taylor’d
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| Trap house wide open, 31 flavors
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| Dope boy old school shit I need a pager
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| Junkies wanna get high now but pay me later nigga I won’t finance work I got no
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| favors
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| White spider
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| White canem
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| Custom chrome rims bitch thats a couple bricks of yam. |
| I am
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| Asap stay strapped pussy nigga get slapped
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| They need too free my nigga Tip asap
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| Next award show first pussy nigga get slapped red carpet red bottoms nigga
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| fresh up out the trap
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| White cars white house I put it down round the map
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| DOPE BOY SHIT
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| Ridin in the all white jag wit tha music too the max yellin free bad ass
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| For I ever cashed a check I sold white out glad bags
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| Weighed up on the scale a couple million pounds of grass
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| Its dry asap
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| I’m end up in a bag cause them niggas in my hood goin hard and I ain’t playin
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| DOPE BOY SHIT
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| Handle all problems asap
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| Pay the lawyer what he want and get the case throwed out RICH NIGGA SHIT
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| Hit the louie store and go and buy it out
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| SNITCH NIGGA SHIT
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| Catch a case and go an work it out
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| BITCH NIGGA SHIT
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| Need too get it cured asap
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| Nigga I don’t wanna hear it hit you dead in yo mouf
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| REAL NIGGA SHIT
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| Am what I am that’s that DOPE BOY, STREET NIGGA, I’D DIE FOR MY RESPECT
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| Nawf memphis 901 nigga yeah thas where I’m at
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| And if a nigga lookin for me he can find me in the crest
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| Posted up all day third wheelin hallway
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| Shootin dice wit my niggas tryin ta jump a hard 8
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| I got money money on my mother fuckin mind
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| All these twitter ass gangstas beefin on my time line
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| Log off SHUT IT DOWN
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| Nigga go and get a 9 ride down on that pussy let em know whats on yo mind
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| THEY SAY I’m PROMOTING CRIME |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jackin 4 Beatz , by - Yo Gotti. Song from the album CM6: Gangsta of the Year, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп