[DJ Drama Intro] You Knoe... One of the oldest saying in the game is You only as good as yo last hit Therefore we gave you classic afta classic Then they asked Gotti Where The Album At? We Been Giving You Albums Go Ask The Streets
[Verse 1:] I just talked to Boosie mama Shit Fucked Up (Hello) She Know I'm Praying For Ya Dawg Keep Ya Head Up (Keep ya Head Up Homie) I Just called ta the city.. Young niggas still wit it So This Summer Its Gone Be a Killing Plus I got the feeling some pussy ass rappers gonna try to play me, And the record label might not try to pay me. But fuck it, I'm a spazz out, spazz out, I think I'm a spazz out, spazz out!
[Verse 2:] I just talked to my homie, said he ain't assed out He got a chopper, and I know he's about to spazz out. Put that white up for a minute brought that Grass Out I'm Going Green On'nem Hoes ma Block a cash camp I Put that white up Drop that black and brought that mask out These Niggas Still Talking Ignorant I'm a crash out! I'm about to crash out, I'm about to crash out! A brand new beamer, a brand new phone and nigga cashed out And if I have to shoot a nigga, I'm just gon bail out Kick up my feet, watch bet and kush my self out I never said a lot, labels say I held out Cause I'm made 80k/week don't give a hell about! The realest nigga walking my shows gon sell out I'm talking chickens bitch, let's break the scale out I'm about to spazz out, spazz out, I think I'm a spazz out, spazz out!
[Verse 3:] I put my mind in this shit Grind in this shit Blood, Sweat, and tears I put my time in this shit Niggas took the easy route I had to climb in this shit. From Cocaine Muzik 1 to Cocaine Muzik number 6 I'm a spazz out, spazz out, Fuck it, I'm a spazz out, spazz out! And this that cocaine muzik Fuck It I'm about to lose it, Mac 19 extended clips niggas gon make me use it I'm a beat that pussy up bitch, I'll talmbout bruise it... Spank that ass...and beat beat it up Cocaine muzik
[Verse 4:] Hold on, stop the beat, cut me up Make sure niggas hear me clear This is my acceptance speech! I'm the gangsta of the year Thanks the soda, thank the kitchen Thanks the... that show me love Thanks the trap before I leave the stage, I must salute the plug Thank the streets, thank every nigga that ever doubted me... Thanks to beef kept me on my toes like I 'oughta be Look at me balling now, right here I'm supposed to be, Feds won't trap a nigga, hit me with conspiracy Fuck it, do your job then Broke, I'm a rob then I need organized crime, we're a mob, then! Bring the streets back like some hard then This shit is real life, so I'm a put my heart in! Gangsta of the year Realest nigga of all time Streets cast ya votes It's nomination time Gotti!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
