Nice

Ayo Earv,

Fuck is wrong with these **** man?

Talkin' 'bout I ain't a fuckin' MC

I've been at this shit for seven years ****

Eight times platinum ****

Two bentleys, one lambo, and three houses later motherfucker was up?

Nah, this ain't no fucking Dre beat,

I got this from Irv Gotti, game back on his shit

I'm enemies with e'rybody

Game cook crack, transform to Yayo

The new Suge Knight **** minus the K, yo

I keep a candle like Mariah, I'm so fire

When I step in the club get low, like Flo Rida

'Cause I'm a pimp, you can tell by the limp

When I step asied the twenty-six inch

You see my rims, they bigger than Bow Wow

Get money fuck bitches, that's what I'm about now

The Phantom, ugly, The Bentley, retarded

The kicks still Chuck Taylor, the jacker is a starter

I beg your pardon **** we can get it started

If you ain't Nas or the **** on the Third Carter

My happy face is Kenneth Supreme mugshot

When it's goin' down, who goin' to stop the Blood clock

Throw yo' hands up it's that gangsta shit

All the homies goin' crazy when they bump my shit

Go ahead and hate on my click

Got a couple of words for you ****, suck my dick

You strapped, that's right

Gangbangin' for life

Little drama, that's life

Hit 'em up, nice

It's that gangsta shit

All the homies goin' crazy when they bump my shit

**** I'ma throw back, you already know that

Got swage and I'm street, picture the **** hold strap

And it's the rock, right in my fuckin' sock

Die from my chain why? So I can go fuck with Pac

Before I go, I shoot it out with the cops

Hit one for Sean Bell, then bleed on the block, yeah

Like Big did, I play with toys like a big kid

Got a snuffed nose, call it big tig

You are not fuck with Game, he crazy

And his boys comin' straight outta' Compton, baby

My sixteens, you know what I mean

Headin' to the airport, my flow flyin' in from Queens

Accompanied by my bitch, flying in with the things

My shorty is a ten, ask that singing **** dream

The life of a gangsta in Cali is too short

So I might as well find me a burrow in New York

Throw yo' hands up it's that gangsta shit

All the homies goin' crazy when they bump my shit

Go ahead and hate on my click

Got a couple of words for you ****, suck my dick

You strapped, that's right

Gangbangin' for life

Little drama, that's life

Hit 'em up, nice

It's that gangsta shit

All the homies goin' crazy when they bump my shit

Man you know I don't give a fuck, and I don't give a shit

Any drama I'm locked on, like a red nose pig

Keep shooting them cat guns, with the red nose tips

Ask some Cali **** come out and dead those strips

Don't give a fuck if you tough ****, or you buff ****

My four five weight three pounds and will snuff ****

Hop out the truck, with the guns so long

That the bullets jump out, and ask what's going on?

What the fuck can I say, I grew up a bastard

Got sick of the Impala, so I threw up for Aston

I pop big shit, and I keep my wrist slick

My entourage shine like the Diamond District

I got a Rolex, a real big Rolex

With so many rocks, the Africans are trying to protest

Bully of the block why?

'Cause they got me top five

It's four **** better than me, **** stop lying

Throw yo' hands up it's that gangsta shit

All the homies goin' crazy when they bump my shit

Go ahead and hate on my click

Got a couple of words for you ****, suck my dick

You strapped, that's right

Gangbangin' for life

Little drama, that's life

Hit 'em up, nice

It's that gangsta shit

All the homies goin' crazy when they bump my shit

News

**** better know what the fuck they dealin' with

When they dealin' with what they fuckin' dealing' with

You dealin' with a fuckin' animal man

Gotti'll tell you ****

Both the guys ****

You can bring John Gotti back too ****

He'll tell you ****

I'm gangsta ****

I was murdered ink before anything man,

Black Wall Street, Murder Inc man,

Before I was a Dr. Dre I was a Irv Gotti ****

When I was running around with P. Diddy in Atlanta,

**** slapping asses ****

Mario Winans know what it is ****

Mix bitches all up in the Hiat on P Street ****

Been gettin' money ****

Seven years strong ****

Two platinum albums ****

'Bout to be three

Hey ****

Thats a motherfucking hip-hop ménage á trois, bitch