Gotti. Niggas Got A Fake Gotti Twitter Page. All Kind Of Shit. Feelin' Myself , Said I'm Feelin' Myself Bein' Myself Said I Really Like Bein Myself
[Yo Gotti:] You niggaz over there part time grindin and shinin and shit This ya boy Yo Gotti yea Get ya motherfuckin weight up sucker Real hustler's don
Already, kno what I'm sayin this Birdman and this how it's goin down, that little youngin Yo Gotti I certifed him stamped approval, you feel me?, Energy
I kick back, with drawers off, invite your girl to dinner Get sexy raw, the champagne pours even more No forcefield, I rhyme erotic, feel myself on tour
myself When I analyze the world when I'm by myself I think some bugged out shit when I'm by myself Drinkin' weed smokin' Hennessy all by myself Questions, that I ask myself
see this shit? it's here nigga, it's here [Eminem] Makaveli rest in peace Irv Gotti, too much Bacardi in his body Mouth like a .12 gauge shot it (feel
, yeah) Yo yo yo, gimme the money Rich bitch be swimmin' in money I need Jet Ski's in mind, can't tease a dime Lookin' in the mirror, feelin' pleased
, money above broke bitches Simple minded niggas, Alpha have it positioned That's opposition, wettin' me, competition Suddenly and outta tha blue and now I see Far myself, by myself
Yo, yo, yo What the fuck poppin' man This the Drama King man Yo who there, who dat, who there man? (Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent nigga) Muthafucka, uh, Harlem
on my click, you gotta be kidding You sellin' rear rock shit, not glisten The peeps got Yep not Pipmen Me, myself, and Gotti & Pop was on my hit [Gotti
uh-huh) and hauled ass (c'mon) Up 85 (yea) with Daytons (c'mon) You wanna blast (c'mon) come get yo' cannon (c'mon) I bet I'll leave yo' punk-ass,
(Big L) Yo, check it Yo, I got slugs for snitches No love for bitches Puttin thugs in ditches When my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police
power man of Asia Snap out your dreams and prayers of takin' a king's paper Ask another rapper how it feels to lose his whole gangsta (How it feel?)
Leo (Huh) I'm for the kids (Right) Sometimes we gotta get gutter on this motherfuckers y'know It's how we do it (Yeah) Feel me baby? Yo yo Stay away
stick Now-a-days rapping is a children's hobby And girls keep telling me I'm still as snobby I tell them myself is who I am feeling probably Just because I gotta
with... (Mr. Mike) FUCK nobody safe when I see demons in tha mirror, wicked as fuck feeling like a Murder & Killa, witness i'm on the defense like Johnny Cochran, NOW GIVE UP YO
no (It's too late) Push the button, 'cause I'ma get [Incomprehensible] Pass me a scud missile, so I can bomb the land Yo Pras what? Yo Pras what? Some
