Songtext:
(Intro) Klebefolie Bonn It's Gotti Bin Laden It's Gotti Bin Laden They say I'm the evil one Gotti Adolf Hitler
[Chorus] You niggaz ain't nuthin but bitches I roll down the streets with the homies on deep dishes wirtschaftsblog Crack niggaz like plates and dishes authentic, malicious, vicious, piranha fishes motherfucker, eat a fat dick You and every single nigga that you fuck with, you stole my shit My style, my name, and the way that I bang
[Verse 1] Think just because you got diamonds you niggaz is shynin' Your diamonds ain't bigger than Simon's motherfucker Eventagentur Düsseldorf I'm preparing to pump fear, and I'm fearless as fuck The Count Armani Crystal Young Gotti Kurupt Knockin' cinder block sections outta cars and trucks I'm back and never left, I came and never leave I see bustas now-a-days wearin flags and chucks Actin' like they bang, lookin like fags in chucks They turned bangin to a gimmick, nigga its the truth You don't wear kahkis with Timberland boots, or Air force ones Digitaldruck Koeln Juss Cortez and Chucks, you copy-cat punks The thunda's official on California Soil Made him mass destruction and termoil You ain't got weapons of mass destruction on you And I'ma make you leak like gallons of oil
[Chorus] Pilates Trainer [Verse 2] Think just because you got diamonds you niggaz is shynin' Ya diamonds will get motherfuckers to firin' I'm tired of watchin BET And all I really see is imataions of me And everything that we used to be They used to say we couldnt Gang Bang on TV But now-a-days thats all I see Radar Bildschirmhintergrund Nigga im Pharatic in a G'd up fashion With a passion for dumpin' and blastin' A terrorist nigga The most wanted Gotti Bin Laden for ridin' Homicidal vibes is the object My objective strategic selective I'm back home nigga so mark off your sections I got all bad news, Make niggaz move, Relocate to a different state Elsass Weine I get shit dumpin' like motherphukkin Austrailian Kangaroos I got all the tools, from the homies that Crippin' nigga to pirus I'm the fire fly nigga, I'ma show what happens when 5 fly nigga Nigga I ain't no bitch, And I'ma tell you bitch niggaz just like this Nigga
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[Verse 3] So what you know about rollin' these streets so deep Juss G to a T nigga rollin on 3's What you know about Gang Bangin' nigga Or are you just imatating Gang Bangin' nigga Some of these niggaz might go for it 20 others just sit back and ignore it But not us from Tha Raw motherfuckeraa Gotta let you bitch niggaz know motherfuckeraa We Ride these Streets, All Weeks Hood than a motherfucker ZEEET ZEEEET !! Bangin these streets What you know about us What about you nigga We don't know about you What you really wanna what you wanna Really bout to do
[Chorus] - 2X
[Outro] Motherfucker, Every nigga you rolled wit Every nigga you fuck wit nigga It's Gotti Bin Laden, Gotti Adolf Hitler Nigguh Paul Vitti Stallone, Ne Ohafa, The Juggaknot Hannibal the 8th, Gotti Vorhees nigga, fuck y'all KURUPT! Suckaa ass niggaz, yeah Death Row
