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urltv – geechi gotti vs. hollow da don كلمات اغاني

[round 1: geechi gotti]
we got geechi gotti…versus…
n_gga, you’se a
and it’s a gang of examples to prove the fact
you got your ass whooped by a n_gga wit’ glasses
math said you was in that ocean splishin’ and splashin’
your ex_business partner said you got on the phone wit’ the cops when it was time to get wit’ that action
so i don’t wanna hear no gangsta sh_t out yo’ mouth
my n_gga, i’m warnin’ you
or it’s gon’ be hollow in the casket
that’s da don in the box: 1942
n_gga, i got a .40, too!
i’m in love wit’ guns
plus i had my run wit’ drugs
i was shavin’ rocks before i even knew what it was
the big homies just told me if the dime was too fat, you supposed to sell it for a dub
plus i was movin’ the bud to make my count higher
that mean i was good wit’ the razor and diesel like the outsiders
when in doubt, fire
it ain’t no math with this
go against me? every n_gga in yo’ fraction hit
you know the order of operations!
when sh_t don’t add up, my last option is start subtractin’ sh_t!
this n_gga for this!
i was scary in my prime
ask my old opps
them my ex_‘ponents
they the reason why i’m still carryin’ the .9
every f_ckin’ bar, man

(_the audio on the caffeine stream cuts out for 16 seconds_)

_i’ll let it spray, it’s not a secret
i was a kid leavin’ older n_ggas stinkin’
n_gga, you
you if you think makin’ it outta this lifestyle not a blessin’
we ain’t headed to the club. but you still gotta watch how you dressin’
and pourin’ out liquor for the dead homies is considered bottle service in my section
n_gga!

’cause i don’t give a f_ck if you got a lil’ boy, lil’ girl
dawg_
listen, i don’t give a f_ck if you got a lil’ boy, lil’ girl
when that heat spray
i’ll pop your son, daughter
b_tch, i’m d. wade!
n_gga, you know how
this a all the fans gon’ witness!
knock you out, then stomp on that l.o.m. clothing
i stand on business!
b_tch!
you like to put yo’ hands on b_tches!?
wait, that’s the other don
i got somethin’ big and black to go against these n_ggas
that’s my uncle thom’ (tom)
n_gga, f_ck is wrong?
you starin’ at the worst k!lla
befo’ ig and snapchat, i really used to murk n_ggas
they always looked different in that casket
i’m tryna tell y’all death was the first filter
this ain’t rehe_rs_d, n_gga!
i remember shootin’ it like this, and be mad when i missed
d_mn, i was p_ssed!
then the og told me it’s like “rock, paper, scissors” when you squeezin’ that trigger
hand over fist!
every f_ckin’ bar! make him rap!

man, you a b_tch!
sometimes, that gun be so loud, everything starts movin’ slow
it feel like it don’t even make noise
dawg, i got the clip wit’ the drum
that’s the magazine wit’ the tits like playboy
aye, listen
listen, listen
aye, listen
aye, boy, i had that ak and i really was ten toes
to heaven’s gates i done sent souls
so many bodies on the chopper, it looked like the a_team intro
n_gga, you don’t know what you in fo’
my profession is k!llin’
i used to listen to oldies like marvin g_ye when i got prepped for a k!llin’
i remember i got shot, the bullet got stuck
they said i might be paralyzed
that was a h_ll of a feelin’
went home, made my baby mama suck my d_ck to see if it still work
now that was “s_xual healin’”
n_gga,
if i spray, then shoot
yo’ chances of survivin’ is zero (z_ro), cousin
my tre (trae)
listen!
it’s no escape for you!
if you not there when i spin, i’mma be outside your crib
you still gon’ die in the future when this drac’ (drake) hit you, ‘cause i’ll ‘wait for u’
b_tch, there’s no escape for you!
yeah! it’s no escape for you!
this n_gga hit my line when he was in l.a. like, “gotti, i got some trouble. could you bring me the steel?”
i’m like, “n_gga, just bring it back when you done wit’ the drill.”
long story short, i never showed up
i was hopin’ bruh would get k!lled
dj envy wife: you shoulda known i wasn’t comin’ (cummin’) for real!

i’ve been shot _ you don’t wanna be that
i’ve seen death _ you don’t wanna see that
my partner beat a murder, came home, got shot
that was my first time seein’ him fight for his life twice
it was a rematch
n_gga, we strapped!
every f_ckin’ bar, man!
make him rap
round 1, n_gga
houston, what’s up, cuh?

[round 1: hollow da don]
gotti…we in texas
and i’m really wit’ them guys
you know_
(_hollow takes off his sunglasses and passes them to nunu_)
i need him to see it in my eyes

- urltv

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