John Gotti

(альбом: Real Soulja 4 Life - 2016)

John, John, John, John Gotti
John, John, John, John Gotti
John, John, John, John Gotti
John, John, John, John Gotti
I do this shit like I'm John Gotti
Trapping the shit like I'm John Gotti
Mafia shit like I'm John Gotti
John, John, John, John Gotti
John, John, John, John Gotti
John, John, John, John Gotti
John, John, John, John Gotti
John, John, John, John
John, John, John, John Gotti
John, John
John, John, John, John Gotti

I do this shit like I'm John Gotti
I move the city like I'm John Gotti
I step out the whip like I'm John Gotti
All of these bricks like I'm John Gotti
They cant' tell like I'm John Gotti
[?] Don when I'm high
[?] Don how high
All this money like I'm high
Finna jet like John Gotti
100 shooters when I step and move out the city
I fell in love with the dope, I fell in love with the bricks
I came up from trapping, all of my niggas is rich
I'm feelin like John Gotti how I'm doing this shit
Moving bricks like John Gotti
Fuck your bitch like John Gotti
Take [?] like John Gotti
Money on me like Illuminati
All the cash and [?] all the cash in the bank
All the cash in the safe, all the cash in my way

(Yuah)
John, John, John, John Gotti
Yuh, I'm feeling like John Gotti
Move the bricks like John Gotti
Get the money like John Gotti
Fuck your bitch now she call me papi
All this cash, nigga, all this dollars
Yeah I'm feeling like Joooooohhhhhn Gotti
Yeaah John, John, John Gotti (John Gotti)
Jooohn Gotti (John Gotti)
Jooooohn
Get the work like John Gotti
Fuck your bitch 'till I'm gone
Lamborghini came 250 bands cash I'm on
Rolex [?] on my wrist, switched it for the Patek
Or the new AP
Bust down, bust down, bust down all on me
All your bitches on me
When I hit the club, nigga, I am V.I.P
Range sitting on freeze
I just made 100 K
John Gotti move through the streets
Fuck with my team, fuckin a bitch
Go to Celine
Never ever ever ever sleep [?]
Young nigga came to murk errthing

John Gotti
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