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Yo Gotti For The Hood

[Intro - Yo Gotti] Yeah I'm Yo Gotti Ha This here for the hood This here for the hood All around the globe, every hood, nigga [Chorus - Yo Gotti] This

ya im yo gotti baby feel feel feel like the whole world waitin on ya different swag different trill pay for tags different bill perfect smile different grill loui shades they for

save everybody Niggas invited you to the hood, rep it right my nigga Be untouchable my nigga, so it be Mobb for life for real} {And thats real, ayo

I got it, come on, nigga Oh, oh, yeah, yo Yeah, get, nigga Redman got fire, nigga Shots'll ring your hood when I'm high nigga Shots of Cuervo are fuckin

about a dozen You never see bank like Frank White Your hand clutchin', your chest-plate contemplate You 'bout to die, nigga wait, keep yo' hands high Yo, yo yo

' In the back of the club with ma, ma Poppin' bottles of Cris with ma, ma Put the bar on the tab for ma, ma Throwin' hundreds up for grabs for ma, ma

bitch It's a World War Three nigga, fuckin' wit Gotti boy I'm bout to separate yo soul from yo body boy I got that chopper boy, coming through yo block

These Hoes Be Wild Times I Think To Myself Another Nigga In My Bed So I Stop Thinkin' At All That Shit Will Fuck Up Yo Head My Confedearal Chances Work So Hard For

't what you thought it was This b*tch is sold out (4x) [Verse 1] This Yo Gotti Mic check 1, 2 I love you guys (white girls) I love you too (Yo Gotti