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Uğur Işılak Recep Tayyip Erdoğan 04:10
Uğur Işılak Recep Tayyip Erdoğan 51.972 izlenme - 3 yıl önce yo gotti.
Yo Gotti - Mitch 03:18
Yo Gotti - Mitch 10.158 izlenme - 8 ay önce Yo Gotti - Mitch (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video) 2016 En güncel videolar, en popiler içerikler ve en yeni şarkıları, yüksek ses kalitesi ve şarkı sözleri ile wwww.izlesene.com/kadirbaykal kanalıma abone olarak takip edebilirsiniz.
Yo Gotti - Dogg 03:14
Yo Gotti - Dogg 306 izlenme - 2 hafta önce Yo Gotti - Dogg [Music Video Klip 2017] Tüm müzik videoları yüksek ses ve görüntü kalitesinde izlesene.com'da! "Kanalımıza ait diğer videolara ulaşmak ve güncel içerikleri takip etmek için >www.izlesene.com/mplay< kanalımıza göz atabilir ve abone olabilirsiniz. Keyifli seyirler..." Listen to the hottest dance, house, hardstyle, techno, funk, electronic, pop and hip hop tracks from the www.izlesene.com/mplay, artists like Iggy Azalea, Gionnyscandal, INNA, Alexandra Stan, Tom Boxer, Morena, Akcent, Desaparecidos, Raige, Rihanna, Desaparecidos, Pitbull, Lanfranchi and much more! Subscribe to join one of the biggest music communities on izlesene.com! Şarkı Sözleri (lyrics): [Intro] I'm a street nigga All I ever wanted was a plug And I never had no budget 'Cause I got it out the mud Mike WiLL Made-It [Verse 1] Fly shit only I be dressed in latest fashion (sauce) Always had the fast cars Always end up crashin' (skrrt, skrrt) Mike WiLL got it, we gon' body niggas Kill em with success but I done really shot at niggas So miss me with that rap beef I done really got at niggas Went from makin' mills with Mexicans To closin' deals with Jigga (HOV) I'm lit, I got your bitch on my WhatsApp I'm rich, but I'm still tryna save the trap [Pre-Chorus] I'm your rapper's favorite rapper and the trappers love me When it come to bein' real, no other rapper above me I got blood on my pen, my feet on the concrete Make your bitch sit on this dick, I got her on a dog leash (woo, woo) I got her on a dog leash (woo, woo) I got her on a dog leash I'm a dog ass nigga and you know it (hoe, you know it) Bitches like my dog ass 'cause you borin' (yeah, you borin') [Verse 2] Chevy (skrrt), foreign (skrrt) I could switch them out (damn) Trappin' (skrrt), tourin' (skrrt) I could switch them out (damn) Plane flooded (skrrt), I could switch them out (damn) Corporate, thuggin', I could switch it out [Chorus] Dog hoes (ruff), play by dog rules (ruff) Young niggas in my hood on that dog food (ruff) I'ma train that bitch, send that hoe to dog school (dog school) Her friend like girl, don't fuck that nigga, he gon' dog you (damn) [Verse 3] Streets will vouch, I'm that nigga (I am) Front row Grammy's, I'm with Jigga Back at home, I'm a killa On that road, I'm with hittas I voted for Obama but didn't vote for Donald Trump (why?) 'Cause he told my plug he can't come back 'cause this ain't where he from Mexicans, them my dogs, so if they build that wall (dogs) We gon' have to have a street protest 'cause thats gon' hurt us all Flippin' pounds like I work at IHOP, or waffle house (flip it) Nigga play with me, I shoot him out We ain't talkin' money what we talkin' bout Principle, morals Tourists I had the green like a florist (florist) You sing that song like a chorus (chorus) You brought all of your boys in (yeah) You a rat nigga, you a disgrace (yeah) You the fuck nigga, in the first place I hate niggas like you, in the worst way Now I need a blessin' in a church way Pray for me (pray for me) If you don't like me and I don't like you, then stay away from me (please) That pussy good I'm a dog baby can you wait for me? [Chorus] Dog hoes (ruff), play by dog rules (ruff) Young niggas in my hood on that dog food (ruff) I'ma train that bitch, send that hoe to dog school (dog school) Her friend like girl, don't fuck that nigga, he gon' dog you (damn) [Verse 4] But they ain't never lied (lie) I ain't never try (try) Do the right thing (damn) I'm from that other side (from that other side) I'm a dog ass nigga and I know it (hoe, you know it) Bitches like my dog ass cause you borin' (boy, you know) You too nice to these hoes Boy, be wifin' these hoes I'm like a scammer on these bitches, I be swipin' these hoes (ha, ha) Yeah, I be swipin' these hoes (swipe, swipe) Yeah, I be swipin' these hoes (yeah) Switch 'em out, switch em Fuck and dismiss 'em (switch 'em, miss 'em) You eat 'em and kiss 'em (kiss 'em) I'ma pit you a shih tzu Err, yeah I'ma pit you a shih tzu Yeah [Outro] Gotti made it Ear Drummers
Yo Gotti Standing In The Kitchen Lyrics Mp3 03:41
Yo Gotti Standing In The Kitchen Lyrics Mp3 10.309 izlenme - 6 yıl önce
Yo Gotti - Rake It Up (feat. Nicki Minaj & Mike WiLL Made-It) 04:35
Yo Gotti - Rake It Up (feat. Nicki Minaj & Mike WiLL Made-It) 385 izlenme - 4 hafta önce Yo Gotti, Mike WiLL Made-It - Rake It Up ft. Nicki Minaj [Audio] 2017 Tüm müzik videoları yüksek ses ve görüntü kalitesinde izlesene.com'da! "Kanalımıza ait diğer videolara ulaşmak ve güncel içerikleri takip etmek için >www.izlesene.com/mplay< kanalımıza göz atabilir ve abone olabilirsiniz. Keyifli seyirler..." Listen to the hottest dance, house, hardstyle, techno, funk, electronic, pop and hip hop tracks from the www.izlesene.com/mplay, artists like Iggy Azalea, Gionnyscandal, INNA, Alexandra Stan, Tom Boxer, Morena, Akcent, Desaparecidos, Raige, Rihanna, Desaparecidos, Pitbull, Lanfranchi and much more! Subscribe to join one of the biggest music communities on izlesene.com! Şarkı Sözleri (lyrics): [Intro: Yo Gotti & Nicki Minaj] Aw, this the strip club anthem, nigga, what’s up? Young Money Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back Them AMG 63’s Mike WiLL Made-It, nigga [Hook: Yo Gotti] I tell all my hoes: Rake it up Break it down, back it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes: Rake it up Break it down, back it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] I made love to a stripper (stripper), first I had to tip her (phrrr) 20 thousand ones, (woo) she said I'm that nigga (I am) I said I'm that nigga, bitch, I already know it (I know it) I come with bad weather, (ksh) they say I'm a storm (aye) VVS in my chum, that's a Roc-A-Fella chain I was sending bricks to Harlem back when Jay was still with Dame I'm a Phillipe Chow, (what) I got a Patek on (okay) Got a stripper with me she pick up the check, home (phrrr) She gon' fuck it up, fuck it up, she don't need makeup (makeup) She gon' rake it up, rake it up until a nigga pay up (pay up) She said pay for the pussy, pay for the pussy (pay), wait for the pussy, wait for the pussy (wait) Ask God to forgive me (why) 'cause I pray for the pussy, pray for the pussy [Intro: Yo Gotti & Nicki Minaj] I tell all my hoes: Rake it up Break it down, back it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes: Rake it up Break it down, back it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up Yo, yo [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna Brought the Wraith to China just to race in China Lil' bad trini bitch but she mixed with China Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo) I tell all my niggas, (yo) cut the check (cut the check) Buss it down, turn your goofy down, (down) pound I'ma do splits on it, yes, splits on it, (splits) I'm a bad bitch, I'ma throw fits on it (fits) I'ma bust it open, I'ma go stupid and be a ditz on it (ditz) I don't date honey, (no?) cookie on tsunami (oh) All my niggas wife me once they get that good punani (oh) I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him find me Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie Rep Queens like Supreme, ask Web and Nitty Ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my dough Wrist game is freezing like it wait in the cold Nickname is Nicki but my name ain't Nicole [Hook: Yo Gotti] I tell all my hoes: Rake it up Break it down, back it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes: Rake it up Break it down, back it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up [Verse 3: Yo Gotti & Too Short] Well, I'm the dough boy, the one they talking about All these gossiping ass niggas got my name in they mouth I know the bad bitches but know niggas who bitches too They should bleed once a month 'cause that's what these bitches do You a bitch and ya bitch should expose you All that pillow talking nigga that's what the hoes do You a bitch, word to my nigga, Short We won't never write no statement, we ain't showing up in court We don't do no gossiping, we don't do no arguing We don't beef on social sites, we just hit our target We don't do no rumors, we don't don't pay no shooters (brrr) You a little bitty bitch, you should work at Hooters (yo) You a old hater, you a fucking cougar You a bitch and he a bitch and y'all like twin sisters Respect ya hustle, get ya money, baby, win with us Ya boyfriend acting like a bitch then why you still with him? [Hook: Yo Gotti] I tell all my hoes: Rake it up Break it down, back it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes: Rake it up Break it down, back it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up
August Alsina - Numb (Ft. B.o.B, Yo Gotti) 04:12
August Alsina - Numb (Ft. B.o.B, Yo Gotti) 10.894 izlenme - 4 yıl önce August Alsina - Numb (Explicit) (ft. B.o.B, Yo Gotti) (Yeni Klip 2013) Lyrics - Şarkı Sözleri: Drink until you go numb Smoke until you go dumb Gold all on my neck, …on my back Even though I’m looking from the front I can still see that back I got racks on racks, no one, now I see them I feel like kick the sneaks’ Please don’t creep by me, don’t try me I be on freaks, geeked off that brain I received All this fly shit, our ball came with receipts This ain’t no game, don’t be playing with me All these bad bitches be staying with me Peet that, be up, like I’m royal in that ring Enough of me rapping, gonna let that boy sing I had one, two, three too many I’m fucked up, four chicks with me I’m alive, took about five shots Six bottles I just copped Twisted, turnt up, 24/7 That’s more bad bitches I’m getting They know I hit ‘em and quit ‘em And go passed what they came here for Baby, can I see you make your ass drop? I’mma let the rose bottles pop I’mma sip this right, baby don’t stop ‘Cause your body on fire, you too hot I can’t feel my face, I’m so numb, I’m so wasted So dumb, I’m shit faced it Just in case I don’t make it Take my drink, nigga, I’m buzzing Take my trees, nigga, I’m gone Take my keys, nigga, it’s nothing One of these chicks is taking me home Take my drink, nigga, I’m buzzing Take my trees, nigga, I’m gone Take my keys, nigga, it’s nothing One of these chicks is taking me home That little red one said she’s taking me home Fine ass face, says she coming alone Not in a mile, so I’m fucking them strong I’mma beat it to sleep then I’m gone in the morning Hold up, I tell her bring my dick up Before I gotta roll up all I do is turn up Turn down, fuck with, need another drink Baby gonna throw up, money hung over So you know I gotta throw up the face Let ‘em know that I’m ready to get ‘em popping and dropping The party never be stopping ‘Cause I be keeping them rocking and all these bitches be choosing ‘Cause now they see that I’m winning like I’m allergic to losing I can’t feel my face, I’m so numb, I’m so wasted So dumb, I’m shit faced it Just in case I don’t make it Take my drink, nigga, I’m buzzing Take my trees, nigga, I’m gone Take my keys, nigga, it’s nothing One of these chicks is taking me home Take my drink, nigga, I’m buzzing Take my trees, nigga, I’m gone Take my keys, nigga, it’s nothing One of these chicks is taking me home Roll, roll that shot in, call it perfect timing Man, this is fresh, my baby’s big timing Like a giant clock, club taking big shots Like a giant clock, bitch got high then she made her booty drop While I watch it like the cops do the niggas in the hood Smell it before I light it so you know my weed good Fly like a party from the same town for sure ‘Cause silly Big D, she gonna take it like a crook Just make one thing understood You’re nothing without paper like books Word to my nigga double A, everybody is under me Make the bitches come, I done don’t delay When I’m digging in their skeezer, no soda, they squeeze her All cake and no pam, broads going up to Cesar Crazy ass P make these bitches go berserk Call my niggas, make a move, wizard, cry Take my drink, nigga, I’m buzzing Take my trees, nigga, I’m gone Take my keys, nigga, it’s nothing One of these chicks is taking me home Take my drink, nigga, I’m buzzing Take my trees, nigga, I’m gone Take my keys, nigga, it’s nothing One of these chicks is taking me home Drink until you go numb Smoke until you go dumb Drink until you go numb Smoke until you go dumb Drink until you go numb Smoke until you go dumb Drink until you go numb Smoke until you go dumb
Yo Gotti - Single 03:28
Yo Gotti - Single 10.754 izlenme - 5 yıl önce
Yo Gotti - Weatherman ft. Kodak Black 03:50
Yo Gotti - Weatherman ft. Kodak Black 1.700 izlenme - 6 ay önce Yo Gotti ft. Kodak Black - Weatherman (Music Video Klip 2016) Tüm müzik videoları yüksek ses ve görüntü kalitesinde izlesene.com'da! "Kanalımıza ait diğer videolara ulaşmak ve güncel içerikleri takip etmek için >www.izlesene.com/mplay< kanalımıza göz atabilir ve abone olabilirsiniz. Keyifli seyirler..." Listen to the hottest dance, house, hardstyle, techno, funk, electronic, pop and hip hop tracks from the www.izlesene.com/mplay, artists like Iggy Azalea, Gionnyscandal, INNA, Alexandra Stan, Tom Boxer, Morena, Akcent, Desaparecidos, Raige, Rihanna, Desaparecidos, Pitbull, Lanfranchi and much more! Subscribe to join one of the biggest music communities on izlesene.com! Şarkı Sözleri (lyrics): [Hook: Kodak Black] So much cheese no not government We just hit a lick for 10 bands But now I need 100 grand Got cookies like the gingerbread man All these 100’s pop my rubberband Shut up, your irrelevant ass Make it rain call me thunderman Dammit where the weatherman at? [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] Trap money, Neiman Marcus 250 in my pocket, I can buy a 'rari I'm young, black and rich, I know I'm a target If I put my hands up, they gon' shoot regardless I just bought my sister that new Benz This money turn your enemies to friends Lil bitch tryna chop me for the pussy So I would never fuck that hoe again Audemaur, nig, been a star, just bought another car I been sellin' bricks, so white sour diesel out the jar Cocaine had a nigga far, all my dogs know who they are All my plugs gon' bring they pack, all my hoes gon' play they part I'm the weather man, whatever man Make it rain, make it snow, tell a hoe I'ma change her Like fuck her then tell her she gotta go They like "Gotti, where the forecast at?" I predict a lot of snow coming in, with a little Kodak [Hook: Kodak Black] So much cheese no not government We just hit a lick for 10 bands But now I need 100 grand Got cookies like the gingerbread man All these 100’s pop my rubberband Shut up, your irrelevant ass Make it rain call me thunderman Dammit where the weatherman at? [Verse 2: Kodak Black] You run up, I'm gon' bust you then ask That Kodak, he got so much damn swag You always out your lane, your pants sag Lil boy, you need to go to damn class I just bought my mom a Louis handbag I just run a target for 10 bands Lil niggas gettin' all the damn cash So that why all you niggas gettin' mad No government a nigga can't cheat I was in the trap since elementary 20 caps, can call me Ali Might take another trip to Larry Filthy bitch, look at your damn feet He come behind me on the banshee Did I tell you what I hit for 10 G? Me and Jackboy like Ed and Eddy [Hook: Kodak Black] So much cheese no not government We just hit a lick for 10 bands But now I need 100 grand Got cookies like the gingerbread man All these 100’s pop my rubberband Shut up, your irrelevant ass Make it rain call me thunderman Dammit where the weatherman at?
Yo Gotti - Rihanna ft. Young Thug 03:56
Yo Gotti - Rihanna ft. Young Thug 4.554 izlenme - 2 yıl önce Yo Gotti ft. Young Thug - Rihanna (Video Klip 2015) Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): [Hook: Young Thug] I just got me a Rihanna She love a nigga persona So used to whippin Madonna Cookin' up like Benihana I give a check to my mama Then I go flex in designer I just got me a Rihanna I just got me a Rihanna What You Got Hunnid bands for them bitches Hunnid rounds for them niggas Riding foreign like a rental Sky ain't never been a limit If she ain't down when I come around Young nigga ain't fuckin' with her I just got me a Rihanna So used to whippin' Madonna [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] Ohhhhhhhhhhhh So many watches they think I'm a jeweler But I'm just obsessed with the time (Obsessed) When I go so hard like everyday like I'm broke But I'm just in love with the grind (I AM) I started out with a eight (Eight) I ended up with a nine I seen my first hundred thousand In fives tens and twenties It fucked up my mind (Whoa) I had to get me some money (money) All of my niggas a hunnid (hunnid) This a sky dweller It don't have no stones And this shit a half of a hunnid I don't got goons I got creatures (creatures) Niggas so hungry they eat cha (Eat cha) If the bitch wanna hear that Yo Gotti Dope boy shit all in her speakers And I want a brand new Bugatti (Gatti) So I can pull up on Madonna (Skkrrr) And I got that Taylor Swift and that Kylie Jenner and that Hannah Montana And I got that boy They call it dog food I'm tryna eat I want all food And I got that Katy Perry and Madonna Bitch better have my money like Rihanna [Hook: Young Thug] I just got me a Rihanna She love a nigga persona So used to whippin Madonna Cookin' up like Benihana I give a check to my mama Then I go flex in designer I just got me a Rihanna I just got me a Rihanna What You Got Hunnid bands for them bitches Hunnid rounds for them niggas Riding foreign like a rental Sky ain't never been a limit If she ain't down when I come around Young nigga ain't fuckin' with her I just got me a Rihanna So used to whippin' Madonna [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] Keep the keys like Alicia (keys) Loud pack no reefer (reefer) Shots fired I decease ya (bang bang) Low number I'll meet ya (Let's get it) Get me a Rihanna But I'm a piranha (piranha) I eat when I wanna (I wanna) Got rich on the corner (rich) I got that Al Green I got Miley Cyrus Got bricks of Madonna (bricks) Twenty two for that thirty six Cuz the two for my runners Balenciagas I done em (Whoo) A mansion for mama I ain't got shit for a bitch We only saving the money We get the tens, the twenties, the fifties We only saving the hunnids Know what we do with the ones and fives Yeah we hit Magic on Monday (floor) I'm tryna knock up Rihanna I'm tryna take her to mama (mama) I'm tryna run up a check (I AM) I'm tryna fuck up the summer [Hook: Young Thug] I just got me a Rihanna She love a nigga persona So used to whippin Madonna Cookin' up like Benihana I give a check to my mama Then I go flex in designer I just got me a Rihanna I just got me a Rihanna What You Got Hunnid bands for them bitches Hunnid rounds for them niggas Riding foreign like a rental Sky ain't never been a limit If she ain't down when I come around Young nigga ain't fuckin' with her I just got me a Rihanna So used to whippin' Madonna [Verse 3: Yo Gotti] I just got me a Rihanna She like a nigga persona I fuck with her forever She was there when I had nothing She kept it loyal forever She can be spoiled forever We back to back in the ghost She keep a real nigga focused I just got me a Rihanna She like a nigga persona She like the fact that I’m thuggin’ And never turn down for nothing She know I get to the money She never trip off the money She my lil’ soldier forever She kept it loyal forever I just got me a Rihanna __________________________________________ Tüm müzik videoları yüksek ses ve görüntü kalitesinde izlesene.com'da! "Kanalımıza ait diğer videolara ulaşmak ve güncel içerikleri takip etmek için >www.izlesene.com/mplay< kanalımıza göz atabilir ve abone olabilirsiniz. Keyifli seyirler..." Listen to the hottest dance, house, hardstyle, techno, funk, electronic, pop and hip hop tracks from the www.izlesene.com/mplay, artists like Iggy Azalea, Gionnyscandal, INNA, Alexandra Stan, Tom Boxer, Morena, Akcent, Desaparecidos, Raige, Rihanna, Desaparecidos, Pitbull, Lanfranchi and much more! Subscribe to join one of the biggest music communities on izlesene.com! Yo Gotti - Rihanna ft. Young Thug Official Music Video © 2015 Epic Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment/CMG
Yo Gotti - Designer Party 03:50
Yo Gotti - Designer Party 2.455 izlenme - 1 yıl önce Yo Gotti - Designer Party (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video) 2016 Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics) Alexander threw a party in my closet And he invited Balenciaga Margiela threw a party in my closet and they just had a funeral for Versace Givenchy had a party in my closet And he brought a pair of Yeezys So much white it’s like the snowman in my closet And I ain’t talking Jeezy delete
Yo Gotti - I Know Ft. Rich Homie Quan 04:24
Yo Gotti - I Know Ft. Rich Homie Quan 5.295 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Yo Gotti - I Know ft. Rich Homie Quan (Video Klip 2014) Yo Gotti I Know Lyrics Şarkı Sözleri: [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] I know I know I know I know I know I know (What you know Quan?) You ain’t that nigga you say you is (Well how you know though?) Just know that I know I know I know (Okay!) Them streets, they fuck with me strong And them bitches gon fuck just because money long You know that I know I know I know Well you know that I know it I know it I know [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] You a fuck nigga and it ain’t a secret I’m so official they can referee it (they know I am) Black gun, white work, I got jungle fever 28 on the scale, all I drop is ether (Rich Homie) Get money, break bread, gotta feed your people Every day like thanksgiving, everybody eating I put work in the hood, let my homies grind I do what I do to see my niggas shine I know what I know and man that’s all I know I take 63 girls and try to make a four That’s a couple ounces if I get it right Wanna see my homies rich cuz nigga this the life I know [Hook] [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] I know that you ain’t that nigga you claim to be Despite how much money I make this shit ain’t changing me I know I know I know a lot of these niggas, they lame to me I’m blown, I smoke what I rolled The same nigga that I came in with (Rich Homie baby) I’m on the west coast in a low rider 4 bitches tryna leave with me Ain’t enough room and I don’t know yall I’m high as fuck, you a low pie I got a pharmacy ho for them narcotics Put a potato on it make it shoot silent Fuck wrong with you? you profiling I done made a million and I didn’t go to college (Fuck you mean) And all my niggas locked for some work, best believe he goin silent He don’t know nobody, can’t trust nobody but yo self So believe me when I tell you that I know about it When I asked yo ho about it she said me and Yo Gotti The realest niggas left and I told that bitch [ Hook ] [Verse 3: Yo Gotti] I wanna see my homies rich forever I know some secrets, I’ll never tell em I got some birds but I’d never mail em You in love with Instagram hoes and you ain’t never met em Pocket full of money, boy I know the feeling I know that niggas hatin' that's why I lost the civic And the drophead , of the 71 cutlass on 8’s And my wife beater on, with my hat to the back started from the bottom like Drake But I’m with the same old niggas that I started with Same young niggas I was robbing with And if these niggas have a problem with Got them automatic pistols no revolver shit (Bang!) And I know niggas sell they soul, go against they guy Fuck niggas, playin like they real, living in disguise Homie what you know? [Hook]
Meghan Trainor ft. Yo Gotti - Better 05:58
Meghan Trainor ft. Yo Gotti - Better 902 izlenme - 9 ay önce Meghan Trainor ft. Yo Gotti - Better (Official Music Video 2016) Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics) "Better" (feat. Yo Gotti) [Meghan Trainor:] Finally blew up in my face Crash and burnt to pieces You got what you want from me I gave you what you needed I was warned but fooled by charm And you deserve to be alone And I deserve better, better than you I deserve better, better than you I deserve better Tell 'em what they already know, I deserve better Tell 'em what they already know, I deserve better I used to cry to all my friends But they would say, "I told ya" Finally, I can breathe again The weight is off my shoulders I was warned but fooled by charm And you, you deserve to be alone And I deserve better, better than you I deserve better, better than you I deserve better Tell 'em what they already know, I deserve better Tell 'em what they already know, I deserve better [Yo Gotti:] Let's talk about the word "deserve" Or talk 'bout the world deserves a queen (You queen) Let's talk about that four letter word: love I think you deserve a king I think you deserve the world and everything in it And I try to go get it to show you I meant it when I Tell you I'm sorry, tomorrow I promise that I Try to better, I'll do whatever for mine And I ain't tryna be your friend's friends Or your quote unquote fake friend, that's why I hate friends I'd rather see you laugh to see you cry I'd rather see you lead and tell a lie And you ain't gotta say it, you deserve better [Meghan Trainor:] I deserve better, better than you I deserve better, better than you I deserve better Tell 'em what they already know, I deserve better Tell 'em what they already know, I deserve better
Yo Gotti - LeBron James 03:43
Yo Gotti - LeBron James 2.597 izlenme - 4 yıl önce Yo Gotti - LeBron James (Yeni Klip 2013) Lyrics - Şarkı Sözleri: [Hook: Yo Gotti] Big wheels on my Phantom, got it sittin' crooked 3 birds for a show, nigga gon' book it I’m LeBron James, you a fuckin' rookie You probably want a ticket I’mma go and book it Book it, book it Book it, book it I’mma go and book it Big dollars in my pocket, got me sittin' crooked [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] 100 racks in my pocket, I can’t even walk 50 hitters with me nigga, I set it off Poppin' bottles, blowing money, I’m just having fun Me and my niggas fresh to death, upper echelon I got buckles on my shoes and they gold bitch Open my doors in reverse, this that Rolls bitch CMG Bentley coupe, that’s a cold kit See the bird, double R, that’s some cold shit All I rock is white, them on my old shit All my niggas solid, all my hoes thick DJ drop that Gotti, this that dope boy shit Smelling like a bag, I’m looking like a brick [Hook: Yo Gotti] [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] They say I signed to Tip, I say when I do that Me and Tip, we’re conversating bout where them choppas at (bang bang) I be where them goonies and them robbers at (I am) So when you see that Phantom dog don't follow that Ridin' in a rental, gettin' that pack off Fish scale yay I call it bath salts Trap doing good, I can’t complain It's been a damn good month, I moved like 20 things Then went and bought that new Jeep, that SRT Yo ho suck dick on sight, ASAP Just got a yellow AP and that bitch nasty When I popped out my second week I coulda bought a Aston
5 Star Chick Remix Official Video 04:10
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lil’ wayne ft yo gotti  women lie men lie 03:34
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Yo Gotti - Cold Blood ft. J. Cole, Canei Finch 05:14
Yo Gotti - Cold Blood ft. J. Cole, Canei Finch 2.339 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Yo Gotti - Cold Blood ft. J. Cole, Canei Finch (Video Klip 2014) Yo Gotti Cold Blood Lyrics Şarkı Sözleri: Started from the ground Building to the sky now Watch it fall down How you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a nigga [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] If I could paint a picture I would show the image of a [?] Yeah, [?] nigga Popping pain killers Praying for a call for the [?] [Hook: Canei Finch] Started from the ground Building to the sky now Watch it fall down How you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a nigga [Verse 2: J. Cole] Here’s a voice for the voiceless My words like multiple choice to the choiceless Emerge like a search light in the darkness For this young, black carcass My niggas either join the Armed Forces, or they corpses now In God we trust But it’s bucks that we worship, now Boy that root of evil gon’ forever rule the people See, I seen just what that fast money gon’ come and do to people Hit a lick, it was a hit He said, “Let's go and do the sequel” But his, nigga wasn’t ‘bout it, nigga wasn’t ‘bout it, now Feeling guilty, "What would Momma think about me?" Told’ em, think about it nigga, won't you think about it now? But he was money hungry Plus he trigger happy So they hopped up in the Caddy Burnt his pack, just like a Stevian Thirty minutes later, blood is leaking at the ATM Momma in denial, like her baby boy on trial For a murder that he ain’t commit Tears soak the handkerchief [Hook: Canei Finch] Started from the ground Building to the sky now Watch it fall down How you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a nigga [Verse 3: Yo Gotti] For real, for real [Outro: J. Cole] They say the good die young, that’s the truth My nigga floating up in heaven now, that’s the proof I ain’t make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace If this world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me Nigga maybe we can fly someday Oh we can fly someday Yeah up in the sky someday Do real niggas get to heaven? That’s that shit I ask the reverend
Yo Gotti Feat. Jeezy & Yg - Act Right 04:10
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Yo Gotti - Concealed 02:34
Yo Gotti - Concealed 1.058 izlenme - 2 yıl önce Yo Gotti - Concealed (Video Klip 2015) Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): [Verse 1] They cooperating with the state, the case concealed Remember Rico, from cm5 shit revealing Jook ran off on the plug, damn near got me killed But that's my brother so fuck em, ya know what it is Hunnid choppers in the spot, look like Taliban A hunnid niggas already killed, ya know what I'm saying They tried to shut the hood down, we ain't going though I been to prison, stressing lately, so I'm blowing dough Nigga hurting in the hood, trying to give em hope Bitches tryna throw me pussy, I tell em no I'm a million dollar nigga, don't excite a nigga Bitch if I go to jail today, would you write a nigga [Hook] Keep the game concealed I'm tryna tell em how it is Like Migos Bout my M&m’s Bitches jocking, niggas hatin, ya know what it is [Verse 2] Don't give no money to no hoes Won't put money on yo books I told epic I'm bout money, I don't give a fuck about no looks I don't give a fuck about no bitches, and they feelings Fuck about no niggas, telling me I'm not real cuz I'm winning Give a fuck about no penitentiary no consequence Pussy niggas, I'm diving in it Give a fuck about no gossip, no rumors, won't respond All this and that, and back and fourth All this social gangsta you on Give a fuck about no bodies, or no murders or no guns Give a fuck about no stripper bitches, even though I throw ones [Hook] [Verse 3] Free C Murda R.I.P to Soulja Slim, nigga If ya got a minute in jail, go and see him nigga Money order, send a picture, that mean ya fucking with em It's only right if ya hold it down, then ya was thuggin' with em Whenever you see me, you see the sad faces My nigga go to jail, we got the same case Read between the lines, bitch I'm riding for em I'm a rapper and security bitch I'm fighting for em My niggas do a big, I hold it down for em And if the ho a hunnid, I make the time for it Don't do no talking, straight out the muscle I'ma keep a lot of shit concealed, til the art of hustle
Akon Feat. Yo Gotti - We On 03:16
Akon Feat. Yo Gotti - We On 1.698 izlenme - 4 yıl önce Akon'un Yeni Klibi "We On" (feat. Yo Gotti) Lyrics - Şarkı Sözleri: Testing one Testing two Yo Gotti! My top down, my money long My bitch bad and I'm packed up Niggas like me these bitches fuck He ain't hood no mo', he ain't strapped up Y'all mixed up, thinkin' I'm a call up my gorillas I've got killers in Chinchillas, pullin' cars straight from the dealer I'm worldwide and they love me when my PJ ain't for soil That cocka money all, I've been fuckin' with the soil See, all my bitches love me, they all be callin' me hubby I've been thinkin' 'bout movin' to Miami and getting chubby Been getting all this money and fuckin' all these bitches Survive all these hoods, bumpin, we bumpin' these bitches We on we on we on We on we on we on I see this Louie and this Gucci This Bentley and this Prada My swag's off the roof that's why these hoes tryin' harder We on we on we on We on we on we on I pulled up in like full hoomer Straight linen like dope money Got a red bitch and a red Rrari If something comes, California She mink skinned, her butter milk My people me, might stand me up Get the club, that Rollie watchin' New Versace chain, they can't stand me Heated up in the club and we poppin' these bitches And we bumpin' in designer, we rockin', we on We on, 20 racks and we shoppin' 8 million and it's droppin' If you want it give me coppin' Bitch, I'm tripped up like a light switch On light me like a drag beat Good round with that black truck But don't steer back that white shit Money, it's the root of all evil I'm just tryna feed my people Couple ounces for these sneakers, I'm on Been getting all this money and fuckin' all these bitches Survive all these hoods, bumpin, we bumpin' these bitches We on we on we on We on we on we on I see this Louie and this Gucci This Bentley and this Prada My swag's off the roof that's why these hoes tryin' harder We on we on we on We on we on we on We work hard, no sleep You starve, we eat No shorts, knee deep Them Louie bags ain't cheap And that's all that she wanted Got 'er back and up on it Remind me of my old battle bee and she might think I might clone it Cute face, big ole ass Lookin' like she J Lo Diamond piece all over this smash Tryna fuck the whole ano Diamonds on my back, diamonds on my wrist Might splurge a lil bit and put diamonds on this bitch Been getting all this money and fuckin' all these bitches Survive all these hoods, bumpin, we bumpin' these bitches We on we on we on We on we on we on I see this Louie and this Gucci This Bentley and this Prada My swag's off the roof that's why these hoes tryin' harder We on we on we on We on we on we on
Yo Gotti - Errrbody 04:31
Yo Gotti - Errrbody 919 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Yo Gotti - Errrbody (Video Klip 2014) Lyrics Şarkı Sözleri : everybody This sh*t here for everybody , everybody I said this shit here for everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody Everybody wanna be a dope boy Everybody wanna be a coke boy Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money Everybody say they from the hood Everybody real but they not boy Everybody say that shes a bad bitch Everybody on Instagram looking like they mad rich But they not Everybody say they started from the bottom now they at the top Go! Everybody say they got a hater Everybody got paper, guess aint nobody broke But who am me to talk about the next nigga out here flexing when I did it before And who is you to take about this nigga Would you see a nigga hit it with the top-down? Well you sound like a hater on the front line? Imma hit the block for you one more time Everybody got something to say Everybody wanna hate if you ask me, every bitch gay In the club dancing on a friend trying to pretend We aint know you go both ways Every nigga Think that shit cool, Dont you be fool You should bring your friend home witcha Tell you eat her pussy you cant be mad Cause you shouldn't gave me the wrong picture Everybody wanna be a dope boy Everybody wanna be a coke boy Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money Everybody say they from the hood Everybody real, but they not boy Every bitch say that she a bad bitch Everybody on Instagram looking like they mad rich But theyre not Everybody say they started from the bottom now they at the top Everybody fucking everybody bitch Everybody with the shit There is life And every nigga try to fuck the next nigga bitch not knowing his bitch is the next nigga bitch Hoes gun roll in this check on my wrist Im about to blow a check in your bitch Truth be told I don't even drink, But I'm trynna turn up for a bitch I know alotta nobodys trynna to be somebody Plug on the way thats a new bugatti Nigga thats everybody Know a lot of nobodies but I won't say names Nobody is matching my chain Everybody wanna be a dope boy Everybody wanna be a coke boy Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money Everybody say they from the hood Everybody is real Everybody say that shes a bad bitch Everybody on Instagram looking like theyre rich But theyre not Everybody say they started from the bottom now they at the top Everybody is shit here for everybody, everybody I said this shit here for everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody Everybody going to the mall Niggaz got a 100 dollar ladder Hermes belt on some DG jeans Child support looking high, know where to find them Couple of niggaz ballin in the club, poppin bottle bamboo But if a nigga wants to know the truth Still owe the rented that coupe and the watch aint real Nigga watch it , it aint real But shes a different person on the gram Meet her in person you like where all the purses Shorty , you aint got nail everybody smoking on kush, smoking remy Everybody wanna be a dope boy Everybody wanna be a coke boy Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money Everybody is real Everybody say that shes a bad bitch Everybody on Instagram looking like theyre rich But theyre not Everybody say they started from the bottom and then they hit the top Everybody, everybody I got money, I put on everybody, everybody Keep coming here cause I trust nobody,nobody Imma put that little ride right here Everybody wanna be a dope boy Everybody wanna be a coke boy Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money Everybody is real Everybody say that shes a bad bitch Everybody on Instagram looking like theyre rich But theyre not Everybody say they started from the bottom and then they hit the top I say the shit here for everybody, everybody
Yo Gotti - Act Right (feat. Jeezy & YG) [Clean Version] 04:10
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Yo Gotti - King Sh*t Ft. T.ı. 03:35
Yo Gotti - King Sh*t Ft. T.ı. 1.249 izlenme - 4 yıl önce Yo Gotti - King Sh*t ft. T.I. (Yeni Klip 2013) Lyrics - Şarkı Sözleri: Oh this a hit nigger With no words only I got a gold chain No way did it boy I'm dream chasing but I ain't fulfill it boy And she say how you did it boy? This a hit and Imma make you feel it by My quarter planes, my swagger sayin I can't plan on 10 I like the beat she ready for Not really into her friend Got it off a cocaine Hate to do a Lamborghini thunder while forbids Bitch I'm in my lane fresher jeans no style Giuseppe man's my chain I'm different all dividend My bitch only ride dick for me You're right and I'm back, you've been missing me My watch silly my clock ignorant I'm the king of my city I'm banned up and it ain't in the bed My flow just like an issue Please take that yellow tape on the ass Haters on the Zs, pussy why they do that? King shit, hey you know what it is Tryna smell on that pound that loud for a nigger Like 100 real and Drive Ferrari for some motherfucking killer 50 minutes imagine that on morning you're repenting I got rats all in my goggle pants Standing clear with the hollow man Your bitch as yo bitch bad She can fuck fast ain't no romance My diamond dancing in 3D nigger Fake the trip where you see me nigger Your money wrong and my money long And I'm playing with it like PE nigger Real nigger no joke No fake ass nigger no hope I got mini round team and a 100 round joke I'm gonna over up all of my coke And nigger I don't wanna smoke your weed Plain ass only thing I smoke Gonna thank up for the gifters on.. Shorty ain't tell me everything I know I do whip it , who could care to dip it Had it to your partner let it flood it to the city We bout that action, you try us and we blessing We turn to the mat that's a motherfucking fact Come a real nigger for E round Door up, doors down When I'm in the club bitch ya going down Shorty take it for, hand down Heads up, pants down Down, down, shorty fucking head down I see my phone blowing up I know it's going down What's up pussy in the rapper it ain't hit the town Keeping numbers in the city boy it's going down That's that dope boy automy Keep that level been up to me My friend my weed such tragedy Shorty couple hands on happily I ball hard like an athlete I look like a referee nigger They blowing the whistle they telling I do the clam I'm chilling This bitch turned up making rain When I'm in the club you tell'em They talk about these dealers that don't get it in the game Imma real nigger till the death of me Never sing a song like a para key Kick the bands in my pocket jam I'll be kicking money like a motherfucker lose control Spend it in the kitchen nigger try a couple bricks on Yeah! I am! LA Reed cut that check for me Turn it! Turn it! Turn it! Turn it! Tell the streets cut a check for me
Yo Gotti - Don't Come Around (Feat. Kendall Morgan) 03:21
Yo Gotti - Don't Come Around (Feat. Kendall Morgan) 1.191 izlenme - 4 yıl önce Yo Gotti - Don't Come Around (feat. Kendall Morgan) (Yeni Klip 2013) Yo Gotti - Don't Come Around - Lyrics - Şarkı Sözleri: [Chorus x2] Don’t come around again I believe it I believe it [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] When a nigga talk dope Damn they’ll speak about the truth Damn they’ll speak about you When a nigga talk real You won’t even know how it feel How you gon' tell me what it is When a nigga say Gotti All that noise from my Maseratti All that noise turnin' up the party All that noise young nigga with a whole bunch of rubbers All that noise young nigga gon' catch a problem When a nigga say no, nigga come and jumpin out the Porsche With a bag full of 50 same court Nigga still I try to fight a gun charge Try to fight a brick charge Lawyer ain't show up in court When a nigga say trial, nigga comin' down with life That’s how a nigga really earn his stripes When them niggas say You’ll fuck with me like I fuck with him He ain’t finna do something right That nigga finna snitch I knew that nigga was a bitch Man I don’t owe that nigga one shit Ain’t got no heart, man I knew that nigga wasn’t rich Should've killed him when he went up that lift When them niggas say bang, nigga they be talkin bout my squad Nigga they be talkin bout my cars When they say white Nigga they be talkin bout brick side Buy that shit off of black card, talk to em [Chorus x2] Don’t come around again I believe it I believe it [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] When them niggas say bitch, we don’t really mean no harm She ain’t gotta be so offensed When a nigga say ho, ain’t say you know what you is Shawty you ain’t got to be so defenseful Niggas say you bad That’s a compliment, not literally Half naked pictures, but you lookin' for a gentleman Instagram your whole life after the pull of trying to get your followers up Sold your soul to the internet Damn, damn right it's a cold world Losing sleep, I'm a little girl Them are right and we gonna like the right Damn sure, ho be do me like oh girl True when a nigga say it like you Niggas sayin what he gon' do? Tell a nigga he a lie, tell him that a real bad bitch get his own so that money can’t buy When a nigga say he ballin and someone’s title in the desert Not worth closing, it’s teasin Ask him if he ring Tell him that your daddy was a real baller He was blowin' money by the seasons Let him know you good, left a couple mil and a whip for you Big burner rays right that’ll kill for you Mama broke bad, left a nigga down bad I ain’t trippin, don’t show I’m still here for you [Chorus x2] Don’t come around again I believe it I believe it
Teyana Taylor - Maybe Ft. Pusha T, Yo Gotti 04:07
Teyana Taylor - Maybe Ft. Pusha T, Yo Gotti 837 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Teyana Taylor ft. Pusha T & Yo Gotti - "Maybe" (Explicit) (Video Klip 2014) Lyrics Şarkı Sözleri: [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] Maybe, maybe it's the money, baby, or maybe not Maybe I fell in love with ya on the spot, never lie I keep it G, I told you that there off the top Maybe you never met a street nigga thuggin' on the block I ain't fuckin' with no thot shawty Powerball, this your shot shawty And if they hatin' let them talk, shawty And I been drinking too much, and it got me thinking too much You in my head [?] [Verse 2: Teyana Taylor] I say boy you done did it Love how you kiss it Ooh you can get it I never felt like that before Ooh, you the realest Yeah, I admit it All in my feelings [Bridge: Teyana Taylor] Had to pause, the wait a minute Almost tapped out when you started swimmin' A little cocky, I can deal with that Cause you put it down and I need lots of that Is that your phone? Where you at? Give me rounds, I need all of that You ain't even gotta knock, left the door unlocked Now is you tryna take it down or nah? Or nah? [Hook: Teyana Taylor] Maybe it's the liquour, maybe it's the song Don't know what it is, but you turn me on Maybe it's the bar, maybe it's the car Don't know what it is, maybe I'm in love [Verse 3: Teyana Taylor] In the club twisted, reminiscing Boy, I can vision round two It's me and you and I'm winning There's no competition, boy, you about to [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 4: Pusha T] Who she seeing? Who she fucking on the low? She kissing him, she kissing her, she one of those Cause you you TMZ, you Sandra Rose That's little sis, I'm big bro, let's go
Yo Gotti - Act Right (Feat. Jeezy & Yg) [clean Acapella Version] 03:49
Yo Gotti - Act Right (Feat. Jeezy & Yg) [clean Acapella Version] 1.362 izlenme - 4 yıl önce Yo Gotti - Act Right (feat. Jeezy & YG) [Clean Acapella Version]
Yo Gotti Ft. Rich Homie Quan - I Know 04:24
Yo Gotti Ft. Rich Homie Quan - I Know 1.074 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Yo Gotti feat. Rich Homie Quan - I Know
Yo Gotti - I Know Ft. Rich Homie Quan 04:24
Yo Gotti - I Know Ft. Rich Homie Quan 925 izlenme - 3 yıl önce [hook: Rich Homie Quan] ı Know I Know I Know ı Know I Know I Know (what You Know Quan?) you Ain’t That Nigga You Say You İs (well How You Know Though?) just Know That I Know I Know I Know (okay!) them Streets, They Fuck With Me Strong and Them Bitches Gon Fuck Just Because Money Long you Know That I Know I Know I Know well You Know That I Know İt I Know İt I Know [verse 1: Yo Gotti] you A Fuck Nigga And İt Ain’t A Secret ı’m So Official They Can Referee İt (they Know I Am) black Gun, White Work, I Got Jungle Fever 28 On The Scale, All I Drop İs Ether (rich Homie) get Money, Break Bread, Gotta Feed Your People every Day Like Thanksgiving, Everybody Eating ı Put Work İn The Hood, Let My Homies Grind ı Do What I Do To See My Niggas Shine ı Know What I Know And Man That’s All I Know ı Take 63 Girls And Try To Make A Four that’s A Couple Ounces İf I Get İt Right wanna See My Homies Rich Cuz Nigga This The Life ı Know [hook] [verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] ı Know That You Ain’t That Nigga You Claim To Be despite How Much Money I Make This Shit Ain’t Changing Me ı Know I Know I Know A Lot Of These Niggas, They Lame To Me ı’m Blown, I Smoke What I Rolled The Same Nigga That I Came İn With (rich Homie Baby) ı’m On The West Coast İn A Low Rider 4 Bitches Tryna Leave With Me ain’t Enough Room And I Don’t Know Yall ı’m High As Fuck, You A Low Pie ı Got A Pharmacy Ho For Them Narcotics put A Potato On İt Make İt Shoot Silent fuck Wrong With You? You Profiling ı Done Made A Million And I Didn’t Go To College (fuck You Mean) and All My Niggas Locked For Some Work, Best Believe He Goin Silent he Don’t Know Nobody, Can’t Trust Nobody But Yo Self so Believe Me When I Tell You That I Know About İt when I Asked Yo Ho About İt She Said Me And Yo Gotti the Realest Niggas Left And I Told That Bitch [ Hook ] [verse 3: Yo Gotti] ı Wanna See My Homies Rich Forever ı Know Some Secrets, I’ll Never Tell Em ı Got Some Birds But I’d Never Mail Em you İn Love With Instagram Hoes And You Ain’t Never Met Em pocket Full Of Money, Boy I Know The Feeling ı Know That Niggas Hatin' That's Why I Lost The Civic and The Drophead , Of The 71 Cutlass On 8’s and My Wife Beater On, With My Hat To The Back Started From The Bottom Like Drake but I’m With The Same Old Niggas That I Started With same Young Niggas I Was Robbing With and İf These Niggas Have A Problem With got Them Automatic Pistols No Revolver Shit (bang!) and I Know Niggas Sell They Soul, Go Against They Guy fuck Niggas, Playin Like They Real, Living İn Disguise homie What You Know? [hook]
Yo Gotti Feat. Jeezy & Yg - Act Right 04:10
Yo Gotti Feat. Jeezy & Yg - Act Right 945 izlenme - 4 yıl önce Yo Gotti feat. Jeezy & YG - Act Right
Lil Wayne - Gotti (Ft. The Lox) 04:41
Lil Wayne - Gotti (Ft. The Lox) 557 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Lil Wayne - Gotti (ft. The Lox) (Audio) 2014 Şarkı Sözleri (lyrics): [Intro] C5, D-Block, LOX [Verse 1: The LOX] Say the judge or the jury can't spoil this Nah two thirds of the world's most loyalest I'mma shoot em I'mma pay the bail I'm sure of this I'mma kill em I'mma get the witness, teach 'em more of this We never sing not even on a song where the chorus is Dig the hole, get the wood box bring the florist in Tell the pastor tell the family we was just warning them 38's 45's, all type of Taurus' About to hit the bong pour the holy water in Celebrating for participating and the slaughtering Eating steaks at the same spot they killed Paulie in Frank White's three in the quarter taping your daughter in Columbia with the connect putting the order in Nigga act we gonna clap like we the audience Make sure you ain't down to strap, get rid of all the prints Do your homework on whoever you go to war against [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I had 20s on my Benz, lend it to all my friends And everything was all gravy, everything was all gravy And if I need something call Baby, I need something call Baby And the streets was calling me, but a nigga had call waiting And yeah we all went through our phases We all went through our savings Some niggas stayed on point, some niggas was point shaving And sometimes we had to be vegetables That mean we had to stay patient cause they say you are what you eat I took the star out of starvation, bitch I come from a Third World, start rapping in the fourth grade Start trapping in the sixth grade, went platinum in the tenth grade Dropped out a nigga was getting paid This when Birdman had a fade This when Hummers didn't come stretch, but Birdman had 'em made This when pretty bitches set you up, and niggas didn't give two fucks You had two guns and two phones, you could waste time and get and get a new cup But this when niggas had pimp cups, and new rappers got hem'd up And all them niggas that's biting got they fins cut [Bridge] I know real niggas gon' fuck with this Like "that's that shit I be talkin' 'bout" I know real niggas gon' fuck with this Like "that's that shit I be talkin' 'bout" [Hook] And we gon' be around til yo motherfuckin' body rot And if the Feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got And if the Feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got And if the Feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] But this when niggas had pimp cups, and dirty money got rinsed up And the early birds in the worm hole would get so fat that they'd get stuck We'd clean our fingerprints up, we'd clean the shit we didn't touch This when niggas called Diddy Puff Letting Biggie bump while I'm sitting up in that big body I can show you a dead body Lotta niggas got pinched, and the snitches ended up dead lobsters Wrap the birds in red tape call them bitches Red Robins Pops had Kilos I needed one key I would've made cops Free my niggas down and Rest In Peace to all my dead partners I smoke by the pound in like a week, and fuck the Weight Watchers Got my self a brand new triple-beam, just the weigh options I stumbled upon a gold mine I thank God that it ain't copper Some niggas were late bloomers, but boy look how they've blossomed Don't know niggas that wear wires but I know niggas that go haywire I know hoes that play possum, and will bring us to y'all mailboxes And dead man can't talk and the Feds don't have séances Look you put a knot on the end of a condom full of drugs and put it in her pussy And get through customs cause last time we just took em I rather be blind before I be the nigga that stand around just lookin' And you can beat around the bush and find a nigga laying behind them bushes [Bridge] I know real niggas gon' fuck with this Like "that's that shit I be talkin' 'bout" I know real niggas gon' fuck with this Like "that's that shit I be talkin' 'bout [Hook] [Outro] C5
Yo Gotti - Act Right (feat. Jeezy & YG) [Explicit Main] 04:10
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