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letra de bring up my name - lyle gotti

bring up my name lyrics
intro:
-sound of chains clinging together-

lyle gotti: “tme gotti”

“nawf dallas texas to riverside cali”

prodbyjune tag:”ayyjunethatsh-tclean!”

lyle gotti: aye!!

lyle gotti chorus:
bringin’ up my name hope you speak facts
‘member tryna find a place i could sleep at
thuggin’ in the field ain’t think i could leave that
used to run up in ’em cribs where the keys at
mention me and i hope that you speak facts
guarantee you wouldn’t last where i be at
this typa heart that i got you can’t teach that
came a long way from the bando where p’s at

joewest verse:
y’all spreadin’ rumors speaking down on my name
you clout chasing pr-cks do anything for fame
gossipin’ about me you better be ashamed
ladies and gentlemen we done playing games???
wait a minute just hush and don’t answer that
if you tryna talk to me i won’t answer back
i remember tryna find a place to crash
now i’m homeless not making enough cash
no cap on the real you can kiss my ass
i don’t sleeping in my car every night
as long as i don’t see any cop car in sight
i keep telllin’ myself everything’s gon’ be alright
-no cap on the real you can kiss my ass-
-i don’t mind sleeping in my car every night-
-as long as i don’t see any cop car in sight-
-i keep tellin’ myself everything’s gon’ be alright
lyle gotti chorus:
bringin’ up my name hope you speak facts
‘member tryna find a place i could sleep at
thuggin’ in the field ain’t think i could leave that
used to run up in ’em cribs where the keys at
mention me and i hope that you speak facts
guarantee you wouldn’t last where i be at
this typa heart that i got you can’t teach that
came a long way from the bando where p’s at

lyle gotti verse:
i come from the side where it really get ugly
mama used to cry everynight about money
walkin’ through my hood seein’ dealers and junkies
had to start hustlin’ we ain’t never been lucky
went and took a chance i just need the guap
half my homies in a cell and a few in the box
ion do this sh-t for clout but i shot at the opps
late night outta bound saw ’em all on the block
cut the lights up a grip then i started poppin’
i committed sins that i’m gon’ take to the coffin
ask about the youngin’ i was posted to often
ain’t had a 9 to 5 we was trappin’ and robbin’
comin’ from my section we don’t know no other way
you either sellin’ packs or you into crackin’ safes
can say it my chest ’cause i really put in pain
you gon’ meet the old me throwin dirt up on my name!!!

outro:
from the two,one,four

- lyle gotti

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