Letras:
Yo Gotti Otras Canciones

at home dem rappas leave me alone nigga fuck you pay me(fuck u pay me) nigga fuck u pay me(fuck u pay me) It ya boi yo gotti u kno I'm talkin bout

t 4get Douglas My Niggas on Seventh Street Dixies Homes Ridge Crest Smokey City Evergreen What's Good I'll Shouts To the Whole Memphis Ten [Yo Gotti:]

, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard Ok, now, black card in my pocket Riding round in that gotti

: (feat. Pleasure P & Young Cash) Yo Gotti, Pleasure P, lets do it... Yo Gotti: Shawty ride or die here for sober or high she know just what to do

But money over bitches that my mothefuckin brother Sticking to the g-code, fuck one of these stank hoes Of course I went told what she said back to rico Rico gott

Standing in the kitchen On that stove is part of whippin Mixin soda with the yoda Girl I can't show you till I get some over Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da (I'm yo gotti

t like to sweat a lot I keep it gangsta I just hit the club and Memphis walk You gotta lean rock with it bounce to the beat You know me Yo Gotti I'm a

catch I'm a kill him Big pistol like God (God), I don't even smoke But I'm breakin down the 'gar with yo bitch in the car Yeah I got yo baby mama high

: [Yo Gotti] You niggaz over there part time grindin and shinin and shit This ya boy Yo Gotti yea Get ya motherfuckin weight up sucker Real hustler's