Текст песни Yo Gotti - World War Three, слова песни Yo Gotti

Текст песни Yo Gotti - World War Three

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Hook: It`s a World War Three, nigga Fuckin` wit me, nigga My niggas wit it, wit it, I&E, nigga World War Three nigga, Fuckin` wit me, nigga My niggas wit it, wit it, WB bitchIt`s a World War Three nigga, fuckin` wit Gotti boyI`m bout to separate yo soul from yo body boyI got that chopper boy, coming through yo block boyAnd you can`t stop us boy, betta call the coppers boyMy niggas wit it, wit itMoney, we get it, get it I see my target, regardless I hit it, hit itBullets ain`t got no nameGotti ain`t playin` gamesGotti don`t buss in the crowd, I see my mane in aimSituations don`t matter, put yo head on a platterCatch the cut then bitch, I shed, born, and rattleGot on yo head, feel you ready, got on yo best?You say you beefin` wit Gotti you livin` then you blessedFu-Fuck a institution, bitch this a revolutionI ain`t gone chill, until I get a executionFu-Fuck a institution, bitch this a revolutionI ain`t gone chill, until I get a executionHookSo you say you want to break the lawWhat about when I break your jaw?What about, when I come through your hood, sideways in a Regal, me and my people, stuntin` wit a Sod-OffI say you want to think, before you do thatYou don`t really want to see me run through thatI`m screamin out Gotti, before I got him so why you screamin` "Who that?"You say you want to wild outBut you don`t want to foul outWhat the fuck you thinkin` bout?See you fuckin` wit a block burner, when shit get hot it melt, ain`t no tellin` how it turn outI`m bringin` fame to the streets in a proper wayRepresent I&E each and every dayYo Gotti, motherfucker, what the fuck you say?My grill ain`t real, my shit don`t shine in your faceHow many niggas had six figgas, besides JiggaBefore the rap game came, me and my niggasRepresentin` down southWit plat up in our mouthShit, bricks, and chips is what I`m all aboutSay it againRewind the shit, Play it again,???, ???, record againCause you fuckin wit a nigga, bring war againHookI scream attention! (WHO?)If you a I&E solider pay attention! (WHY?)Cause it`s some serious shit I`m bout to mention! (WHAT?)Go and get that nigga, so I can lynch him! (WHO?)Don`t ever join my team and try to exit (BITCH) That`s like having a Lexus and won`t flex it (BITCH)I know you like the ice up in my bracelet (BITCH)It`s all about the sign around my necklace (BITCH)You reckless (BITCH)You had the advantageNow you can`t do nothing, but panicLike a hoe, wanting it rough, but you too romanticI`m the number one writerWho say that they tighter?That`s just like bringing a fight, up out of a fighterTrick, I`m ready for it, never `noid, so energeticAnd with that slick shit you pull, you make me feel disrespectedIt`s a World War Three nigga, fuckin wit Gotti boyI ain`t no studio gangsta I bring the drama boyHook until end

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World War Three

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