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all jokes aside - gee gotti lyrics

[verse 1 * gee gotti]
like 3 opps died, i’m like go and get back
lil dee, keep my name out your tracks
like free ouu ouu, rather listen to that
like, he the best when it come to the cap
up late on 8th tryna catch me a makk
i won’t mention that boy who got shot in his back
but they keep saying names, i’m like where n*ggas at?
why they keep screaming paaa? i think these n*ggas f*gs
ron sleeze wanna diss, that sh*t getting me mad
he showing off, don’t get stained for the bag
i ain’t know that was you, i was moving too fast
woulda left you on court and got booked for the pack
otvk and it’s lit for 2tact
once they mention j.o, there’s just no coming *
likе they mention j.o, so therе’s no coming back
don’t try to run, bro get on they ass
ksubi, 8th street, make it a movie
i can’t lie i ain’t spin in a minute
this [?] like new, get up close when i boom
f*cking my b*tch i just tell em salute
b*tch i’m the top though, that sh*t was cute
ain’t no [?] on my side, free all the goons
where all the opps at? these n*ggas panic
shh got hit, collateral damage
backshot, legshot, how he still standing?
can’t talk about hits, that sh*t got me remanded
only way imma die if this sh*t starts the jamming
i don’t care about rap, do this sh*t for my felons
38, deuce 5, 1911’s, either way gotta stay with my weapons
8th, edgecome heard they on 7th
all day, courtlandt, call up by [?]
backblock, they couldn’t hear when he yelling
eli, mel mel, midnight, brainshot
if they want box we gon step in the street
got a mask on the cam, gotta watch for the d’s
up it, aim it squeeze
3 shots, let it breathe how you breathe
if he want him a scene, we gon reverse the v
when you talk about beans, gotta run into me
got the call at like 6, thats just me and the gz
incident, f*ck it we going on feet
might not hear the factor cause them n*ggas deep
can’t blame us for woo, we been spinning for weeks
how he heard we was actors? so we came to creep
keep that sh*t off the gram, don’t got beef with the east
like them b*tches oy, heard she a freak
told bro bring the chop out, she tryna link
like 3 opps died i’m like go and get back
lil dee, keep my name out your tracks
like free ouu ouu, rather listen to that
like, he the best when it come to the cap
up late on 8th tryna catch me a makk
i won’t mention that boy who got shot in his back
but they keep saying names, i’m like where n*ggas at?
why they keep screaming paaa? i think these n*ggas f*gs

- gee gotti lyrics

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