Waka Flocka Flame - Kebo Gotti (Interlude) lyrics

[Intro: Kebo Gotti] [?] right? [?] Kebo Gotti, you know what I mean? Mr. Internationally Known, Locally Accepted, you feel me? This sh** don't go no better than this, you feel me? I'm talking about real... it's so exclusive, right? I'm finna give it to y'all n***as I'm just gonna run with the bars Something new, you know what I mean? [Verse: Kebo Gotti] I spit venom on the track, call it lyrical poets And I burn them on wax, I'm a lyrical arsonist You didn't want beef? Well, you shouldn't have never started it My flow stupid like I was stupid, your're seconds from retarded Try to act little slow, man, my sh** is the hardest No mercy for these weak MC's, laying like [?] I'm in the industry, taking over the market Real Money E-N-T, you know who my squad is Say my name on the track, that'll leave you stinking like halitosis Make that [?] know your trap, like that some [?] Grove, b**h I Suge Knight you, run off in your studio Strip you from your master, leave you hog-tied on the floor They don't respect Gotti They said that where I go, I take sh** from nobody Let everybody know that I ain't in it for the fame I'm in it for the dough, stealing every cracker every trap Like a [?] and I'm s**ing up bread crumbs Playing with that money get you stuck up like a thumb When them fools plan, they like: "Where'd he come from?" 27 months in the joint, it helped me brainstorm, yes And I brainstorm like I'm that X-Men DJ Khaled-syndrome, we the best, man Married to the game and the streets is my best man Keep my enemies so close, we like best friends Get popped, I just checked in, but didn't have reservation Caught that young G that flew and took a vacation You find the real from the fake when your case came They call it incarceration, but to me, it's still preservation I knew the road would glow and would still chose to take it The streets love me so much, man, the streets waiting They say them n***as talking, well, that don't amaze me See you doing good, that's when a n***a hating n***as say they goons? Man, I swear they faking Who hotter than me? b**h, I'm hotter than Cajun Now I'm so hot, man, I'm hotter than [?] Heart of a lion, the brain to lead the whole nation Gotti