mean I done did a lot of shit in my life Yo Gotti, street raised, street paid I'ma sell my dope can't trust no bitch Pop my wheel break bread with my
did alot of shit in my life, Yo Gotti, street raised street paid... [chorus] I'ma sell my dope can't trust no bitch Pop my wheel break bread with my
Übersetzung: Yo Gotti. Sell \u200b\u200bMy Dope.
alot of shit in my life, Yo Gotti, street raised street paid... [chorus] I'ma sell my dope can't trust no bitch Pop my wheel break bread with my click
: (feat. Yo Gotti & Yung Ralph) [Intro: Yo Gotti] It's ya boy yo gotti Chea Gucci mane the flare My nigga Ralph in here Zaytoven on the beat nigga And
in my way, then lay beneath the ground soon Violence is my business fool, the microphone of doom Mission that's to cure all punks as I bust caps Peelin your back, my
, nothin but [Chorus x2] [Yo gotti:] Remember me coca'ina you like my best friend, When I was down and fucked up you got my ass in Far as I remember
my way, then lay beneath the ground soon Violence is my business fool, the microphone of doom Mission that's to cure all punks as I bust caps Peelin' your back, my
It's ya boy yo Gotti Chea, Gucci Mane the flare My nigga Ralph in here Zaytoven on the beat nigga And its' a street nigga holiday My Nigga DJ Holiday
, set trip nigga Gotta grip nigga, getta grip nigga with tha gang And rollin' with the alpine bangin' Homie what you got? A couple sacks to sell Went from weed to dope
hard comin' up as a youngster I gotta deal with the roof that I'm under Even though my moms got it hard My daddy passed away, now I'm stuck without a
had the green in my auntie house, like Jeezy Guns in my grandma, fo' sheezy Baby mama holding that work, and that's real A nigga took something from Gotti
Cocaine Crazy! To My City North Memphis Where They Get Get It Gutta & I Learned How To Sell Cocaine From My Big Brother While Tryna Tell My Sister To
brick, paints, pounds of dro fa sho a young nigga living how he supposed ya know [Yo Gotti] I got sixteen 28 grams broke down to dimes What's my life
and power [Yo Gotti] I was a young nigga thugging now, moms bugging now Getting the Third Degree, for bringin drugs in the house Getting my ass in, but my
my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out, no doubt Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw power move
of the district attorney Controversy Make you beg for mercy 45 where niggas will rob you for ya jersey Ariberdiheri All my shots be fatal Little pigs coffin my hands to my
