Thursday 3 November 2011

Yo Gotti - Interview Lyrics


Yo Gotti - Interview Lyrics:
I’m like hello, goodbye
Welcome to the world of the gangsters
We will make you famous
One in the hole bullet come out of the chamber
Penetrate your brain, motherfucker we dangerous
Got them like hold up, slow down, fuck it
Hands in the air, face on the ground
You know what it is, it’s that big heat, one d
All night, no sleep, one key
Broke down in 36 oz’s
One beat, one mike, one tape, 
Get it right
Chain like a light bulb, 
… like a spotlight
Lemon head chain, lemon heads in my wrist game
… lemon head bitch game
Speak game, south nigger, critics that we couldn’t flow
Trap house, wide open, money out the side door
I’m a street nigger, what the fuck I’m gonna .. for
Rob me, I got too much pride…
Murder, … murder, … I swear to god
Body in the driveway, head in the front yard
Chopper bullet super large
They will go through your bedroom, bathroom
Come back at your car garage
Never been the type to … if I get it then I get it
If I don’t I’m trying to get it
Nigger … bitch gave cool massage
I thought she liked me, 
… I guess she like my Gt
… see tomorrow, nigger I be blowing money like it ain’t tomorrow
You can catch me in the kitchen trying to get it harder
He ain’t working out, hit him with a limo water
Any questions?

Man I’m right back, same track, like I never left
Had a great…posted up …
Then my hood life nigger, so you know we going rough
Had the hundred k …
If I talked to the car, the car talked back
They gonna be like … party
I’m like I lost it, put it up
Whole car, get it up, 
All said… rims I’m killing them
Lots of niggers rap about urban, I ain’t feeling them
Fairy tale dope boy, the numbers ain’t really …
Wanna be a street nigger, try to get hot
Things are good till they stupid and they get pop
Then they wanna turn pop, … that nigger
… see these niggers… who they say they is
Do us a favor, tell the world who you really is

… what you doing?
You know, sticking to the g code, grinding
Getting gwap, moving …going so hard
In the … I’m shooting free throws
… yeah shoot at this hoes
When you see they vehicles
…you know how the beef goes
What I’m gonna sleep for
Never sleep, no, 
Extra clip for the pistol
Try to get above the streets, but I still tip toe
Haters talking plenty shit
Why they don’t just kill them though?
Niggers ain’t seeing me, I guess I’m invisible
Street niggers say I give them hoe
Real bitches know,
Lot of niggers just be rapping shit that I don’t give a fuck
Lot of these niggers pitiful, putting on but really broke
I just grind hard and profit plenty cause my ticket …
Lead on, gotta say shoot them and they shot
By the time he see the red dot, he already drop, pac pac
Trash bag full of that crop, 50 50 pounds … I ain’t trying to see a blokc
… like I’m trying to be a cop
But I’m not, if you plot, then you trying to be shot
Chopper bullets burn if you trying to be shot
…from a block with big rocks…
When they say that they are real
Just reminds me that they not…bitch.

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