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boom - gee gotti lyrics

[intro]
you know vorleone shot this sh*t
for throw first we throw first ya heard?
yo go that way i see them n*ggas
get em he right there
j.o gang
for throw first you know what we do

[verse 1 * gee gotti]
smoochie tried to line me thought that sh*t was cute
call me up i already threw
quando on the drill tryna get a k!ll
melly told me chill cause that sh*t was true
b*tch we got the hits, i’m the living boom
b*tch we shooting 6, maury got the deuce
kel’s still the loc, got em walking views
choppa tryna spin, he don’t follow rules
he like gotti we out to they block
osama we bombing they block
bro in the rock ain’t no opps in his spot
she tryna f*ck that’s a thot in the spot
i’m like baby i just want the top
free bro he still sitting up top
like, y’all really rap what y’all not
like y’all really * gang gang
i see they car imma throw
h*ll no we don’t f*ck with no o’s
put that on bro i can’t cap in my songs
see a maverick get put in a post
ask me throw it first, already know
spin in the hoopty we ain’t have a ghost
ducking an indictment till they free the bro’s
still smoking country i just need some toast
ebk i’m from polo not harlem
i know chubbz gon blitz they can’t dodge him
she tryna eat, put my d*ck on her tonsils
b*tch we booming for beans that’s a promise
30 and better we leaving they car flipped
they smoking on bro cause he sparked sh*t
like, sipping on muddy don’t pass me no migos
do a drill in all black like i’m emo
they don’t want no smoke n*ggas going through chemo
spot an o got a find em like nemo
n*ggas play with they life 8 side rolling [?]
keep shooting till somebody dead

[verse 2 * jbg maury]
keep a knock with the flash when we walk in the spot
opp b*tches they always on c*ck
me and bro 2 deep posted up on they block
see an opp that’s on bro he get shot
oh they tryna diss thinking that they hot
steady capping rapping what they not
and i’m moving c*cky and i got the chop
run up on me that soon get you shot
like, spinning off a yerk so you know that i got em
yo i spot em, i got em, i shot em
lil thotiana tryna suck and swallow
imma demon a clip full of hollows
speaking about a mutt, her p*ssy deceiving
that’s an o in the spot imma leave him
and i’m really every o shot
and i got a pocket rocket for you pocket watchers
send you b*tches to the top
and you better duck when you see me
cause if [?] act tough then [?]
step back and i put em on tv
thottie bugging, geeking off the henny
tryna eat me pulling out my jimmy
free jah loc, brodie was a demon
you know what he did when he seen him
[verse 3 * jbg kel]
n*ggas know my body got this n*gga moved
[?] on me got me booked for the deuce
still up in the ville where this sh*t get real
catch a n*gga lacking leaning off the juice
bending through the shh tryna catch a vic
heard an o got hit, n*ggas till ain’t bend
but n*ggas wanna diss steady talking sh*t
30 get off d*ck, n*gga he’s a b*tch
like jbg wilding yeah we got the streets hot
we keep 40’s so don’t try to creep
cuzzy double back and tryna keep delete em
say he wanna basket but he never see em
if he spot em got em he gon see me see em
shawty swallow s*m*n so that b*tch a demon
nina full of hollows b*tch we tryna leach it
sliding in a stoley gooners off some geek sh*t

[verse 4 * jah sav]
ah, whats gunning?
it’s smoke for whoever who want it?
all the oppas be internet bugging
when we run into em they never on nothing
d*mn lil baddie shake it out in public
bands i got it on and i’m stunting
d*mn, i heard he got hit in his m*ffin
and i heard they look for me i’m clutching
yeah, i heard they look for me i’m clutching
if you run up that’s gon be your day
no we don’t play
but these n*ggas think it’s a game
they be mad when i spin with 2k’s
brodie like chill you still fighting that case
but sometimes i be itching to pop me a brain
don’t care where you from if you dropping my gang
it’s a shot to whoever cause we ebk
i’m like f*ck what you heard i’m from j.o block
my lil brother was dizzing he spin alot
brodie flocked at his head he already gone
but i thought that he moved send another shot
i might let her come through just to give me top
if that b*tch try to creep then she getting popped
and i still got some ooters that’s in the can
so it’s free all my brothers and free the opps
b*tch

- gee gotti lyrics

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