[DJ Drama Intro]
You Knoe...
One of the oldest saying in the game is
You only as good as yo last hit
Therefore we gave you cla**ic afta cla**ic
Then they asked
Gotti Where The Album At?
We Been Giving You Albums
Go Ask The Streets
[Verse 1:]
I just talked to Boosie mama
sh** f**ed Up (Hello)
She Know I'm Praying For Ya Dawg Keep Ya Head Up (Keep ya Head Up Homie)
I Just called ta the city..
Young n***as still wit it
So This Summer Its Gone Be a k**ing
Plus I got the feeling some p**y a** rappers gonna try to play me,
And the record label might not try to pay me.
But f** it, I'm a spazz out, spazz out,
I think I'm a spazz out, spazz out!
[Verse 2:]
I just talked to my homie, said he ain't a**ed out
He got a chopper, and I know he's about to spazz out.
Put that white up for a minute brought that Gra** Out
I'm Going Green On'nem Hoes ma Block a cash camp
I Put that white up
Drop that black and brought that mask out
These n***as Still Talking Ignorant
I'm a crash out!
I'm about to crash out, I'm about to crash out!
A brand new beamer, a brand new phone and n***a cashed out
And if I have to shoot a n***a, I'm just gon bail out
Kick up my feet, watch bet and kush my self out
I never said a lot, labels say I held out
Cause I'm made 80k/week don't give a hell about!
The realest n***a walking my shows gon sell out
I'm talking chickens b**h, let's break the scale out
I'm about to spazz out, spazz out,
I think I'm a spazz out, spazz out!
[Verse 3:]
I put my mind in this sh**
Grind in this sh**
Blood, Sweat, and tears I put my time in this sh**
n***as took the easy route
I had to climb in this sh**.
From Cocaine Muzik 1 to Cocaine Muzik number 6
I'm a spazz out, spazz out,
f** it, I'm a spazz out, spazz out!
And this that c**aine muzik f** It
I'm about to lose it,
Mac 19 extended clips n***as gon make me use it
I'm a beat that p**y up b**h, I'll talmbout bruise it...
Spank that a**...and beat beat it up
Cocaine muzik
[Verse 4:]
Hold on, stop the beat, cut me up
Make sure n***as hear me clear
This is my acceptance speech!
I'm the gangsta of the year
Thanks the soda, thank the kitchen
Thanks the... that show me love
Thanks the trap before I leave the stage, I must salute the plug
Thank the streets, thank every n***a that ever doubted me...
Thanks to beef kept me on my toes like I 'oughta be
Look at me balling now, right here I'm supposed to be,
Feds won't trap a n***a, hit me with conspiracy
f** it, do your job then
Broke, I'm a rob then
I need organized crime, we're a mob, then!
Bring the streets back like some hard then
This sh** is real life, so I'm a put my heart in!
Gangsta of the year
Realest n***a of all time
Streets cast ya votes
It's nomination time
Gotti!