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letra de dollar 4 dollar (nevoy remix) - yo gotti

dollar 4 dollar (nevoy remix) lyrics
[intro: yo gotti]
yeah n-gga, it’s whatever
yeah b-tch, it’s whatever
yeah, i am

[verse 1: yo gotti & nevoy]
i’ll never let my n-ggas down
nah, i never put some choppas down (never)
hit your b-tch when i come in town
she ain’t never let a n-gga down (yeah)
i be flossin im dope and im riding
they tried to k!ll me but im still surviving
the flow go deep through they cahkras
enemies waaan tress they bite like dracula
blog put a n-gga business out
knock ’em down, now switch ’em out
i got opps i don’t know about
stand on business, we don’t talk about it (shh)
i be dat spiritual maven
my flows bе deady k!ll dem off too flagrent
my lyrics too blatant
born to rasiе h-ll like im the devil like im motherfuccking satan
we do real numbers, real chef, benihana’s
i’ll take a n-gga under
watch three-hundred, these is yeezy’s
‘fore they drop (yeah), call ’em dondas
jay said i got the thunder
pray to god for the runners
whole pandemic, all i seen was snow, it’s like i missed a summer
put it on my mama
yo gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
yo gotti, he be runnin’ ’round with real k!llers
hush gang, he ain’t frontin’ no f-ck n-ggas (shh)
big stepper, we’ll stomp on you lil’ n-ggas
n-ggas say they slidin’, n0body dyin’ though (oh)
your net worth in the fours, what was they lyin’ ‘fore?
go dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta
we can go thottie for thottie
i’m scholarship gotti, you gave a b-tch a birkin
i just gave her some knowledge
[verse 2: nevoy]
the blade will go deep in ya chess
if you think you can get gully you know you can’t tess
my soul is an angel im blessed
even tho they wanna see me fail but ain’t stressed
my enemies greet me with love but they pressed
talk about me behind my back n-ggas are obsessed
its like god putting me through challenges got my in a test
but im a visionary like da vinci
they can’t see me italian blood in my body
trappin’ like yo gotti
make a b-tch say daddy
make a latina say papi
im the illest the realist
like einstein tha boss you know dat im a g*nius
ain’t a faker too ill im a realest
off the radar my opps can’t really see dis
if they wanna try mess wid da best too blessed

[verse 3: yo gotti]
i’m knockin’ all my opps out the field
young n-ggas sick, young n-gga ill
all of my n-ggas united
just ballin’ to dc united
i gave him the pack and he tanked it (tanked it)
twenty-five pints and he dranked it (uhh)
just showed her my account and she fainted (on god)
showed him the plug and he thanked me (you welcome)
“ayy, gotti you low, you jankie”
lil’ b-tch just posted me, brainless (dumbass)
rolls royce stainless (steel)
made my neighbourhood famous (for real)
rich catch for tourists (for tourists)
ayy, why yo’ jewellery blury?
all my jewellery flawless, all my n-ggas stallers
none of my n-ggas sanctifies, they be throwin’ cross
all my forgies offset
all my diamonds factory set
that my lil’ savage, i stamped that
my b-tch like the sunset, yeah
i see the same n-ggas doin’ the same sh-t every day (sh-t every day)
different n-gga, yeah, i had to go and make a way (go and make a way)
any day, it’s another million-dollar plate
it’s like seventy mill now, ‘nother hundred on the way

- yo gotti

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