) I make it happen(make it happen) I aint a g I aint a crip I aint a blood But i be fuckin with them niggas im a thug x2 I got respect I came from the
I make it happen(make it happen) I aint a g I aint a crip I aint a blood But i be fuckin with them niggas im a thug x2 I got respect I came from the
Перевод: Yo Gotti. Я Thug.
(make it happen) I aint a g I aint a crip I aint a blood But i be fuckin with them niggas im a thug x2 I got respect I came from the streets If a nigga
lonely Sometimes I Cry, fo' niggaz I'm a baptized when will they realize I Live It Up cop tha coke sell it and re' it up I'm Always On Time got bitches
out the 'fridge handin' out cold cuts ugh streets real thug so recognize thug close yo' eyes thug you 'bout to die thug! Call the President I'm blowin
a sudden I'm a fuckin' mad man who screams like I'm Pac But I'm not, enemies, Hennessy Actin' like I'm great, but I'm fake, I'm crazy Sweat drip get me
Yo I'm a pimp, I'm a thief, I'm a killer, I'm a dealer I'm a Holy man preacher, I'm a teacher, I'm a healer I'm a mover, I'm a shaker, I'm a giver
R-O-C-K-L-A-N-D and I-N-C With Boo and Gotti, Ferrari Black and Caddillac Tah Nigga, we go hard (Gotti) I'm loud when the shells pop Still I sell rock
I'm so fresh I should be arrested new Tody Chester with my nuts on your chest b-tch she said "hey 'Ye" I said "Yes B-tch" damn I'm only asking you a question
red who be dead I'm maxin' like a wiseguy Know the John Gotti but I'm fuckin' up the body Everytime my poet thug at a party Ya wanna step to T, go through
, and I don't gotta throw a blow Niggaz ready to stage dive like they Linkin Park The hood love a nigga cause I ain't above a nigga I eat the same shit
[Verse 1: Nelly] Yea I drink ciroc cause I fuck with puff I pop that ace of spade because I rock with jay I'm on that cali good but I'm not in l.a I'm
, havin orgees Watchin pokeys with four freaks - now that's me I be the nasty cuban, slammin like I'm patrick ewing Pass me a bag of weed, a brew, and
yo When I cruise through the ghetto I drive slow I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't give a fuck about five O A hard core life I toast to ex-flaw Therefore
a lil' bit Some try to repeat my flow Others neva try 'cuz they know I told ya that the game don't wait I'm so tight that I can wait for the game Just
Gotti, it's Boo and Hova Pop Cris if you like, my ice glist' in the light I'm wit' Roc-Land right, so I'm rich for life I'm like Heaven, everybody wanna
