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 Look I know we been, Been friends for a minute now But I think it's time that we We address the situation I know how you feel You know how I feel
me have been dying. I just wanna tell you about it. [Verse 1:] Lately I feel like I've been slippin. And it's you that got me trippin. I can't control myself
through any weather When we're together I, I feel better What If this world was minus you I wouldn't know what to do To my candy girl is who I devote myself
't no straight foolin' with the black ass K Clownin' while you frown, ain't the truth gettin' you down? Why don't you get yo' ass away from ground, go Get yo
'm thinkin that my game's so strong Pat myself on the back and move on Is this just how it is hell no Cuz she came back with the kid and yo I been payin
And the square's getting big for these sack of dope Started thinking bout a plan to get paid myself So I made myself, raised myself Til the dealer on
out yo mouth, girl. I'm gon put your legs on your head. I'm a tie you up, blindfold you. And we gon play which hole feel the best. [G:] You know which
a nigga I'll be sure to get you Take cash bro, fast yo, for my Kastro Blast and I'ma last yo past all these Glass Joes and assholes who claim, like
the county jail Keep yo' head up, cause things are gettin better My cellmates shed tears off yo' last love letter Told 'em you would find a friend so keep yo
that 504, ya'll know wha w bout, ya heard me? chorus [Krazy] 1X These bitch niggas can't fuck wit' us We bust I guess I gotta show you niggas you could
all Bars Of Death y'all 7L y'all ES y'all c'mon c'mon [Esoteric] Chill chill I got this I'ma take the weight myself dog You ain't gotta spot this Y'all
oh-ohhhhh! AOW! [Janelle Renee:] Momma always said too much of a good thang Ain't no good for no one But if you got a groove and you feel you gotta move
Wait a minute man Ay check this out man It was this blind man, right? Man check this It was this blind man, right? He was feelin' his way down the street
hate Can't work a dead end 9 to 5 for what To be another victim of social security cuts? I gotta cut myself from the chains and run free Empower myself
a fool, who ain't got shit to lose That ain't cool, now he gotta rep off of you That's why I stay to myself, stay alive and teach Puff that oohwee and
ta *69 ya I burn you with the science, this that Killa Cal' style So get yo' sexy ass on the flo' right now [Chorus] [J-Ro] Yeah, listen up, yo This
