The Introduction by Geechi Gotti Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Mafia, man
[Verse]
Guns, guns, guns all I rap about (guns)
Yeah, lil' bitch, I'll air it out (blat!)
Clear it out, we ain't fightin' 'less we in jail (ha-ha)
How much gun smoke can you inhale? (huh)
The whole scene bloody and I'm still standin' (still standin')
Chopper goin off, doin' real damage
Left his brains on his bitch, did him real scandalous (ugh!)
The surgery look like the doc tryna peel cabbage (ugh!)
Savage, say a joke 'fore a nigga playin' (quit playin')
Six feet the only way I'll leave a nigga layin' (yeah)
Sprayin', pussy, get on the flo' (on the flo')
Fuck a tree, I done hid in niggas' bushes befo'
Soon as he step out, left a nigga roof on his porch (what?)
They like, "Gotti, got-damn, you keep yo' foot on they throats!" (what?)
Grippin' the torch, and ya know I really can't pass it
My boujee bitch make sure a nigga hate ratchets
Splashin', 'cause the drip really too hard (drip)
Uno, yeah, the Crip really pull cards (Crip)
I gave niggas passes, finna take 'em back (take 'em back)
Gang wars, yeah, bitch, I can make 'em crack (Compton, what up?)
I'm statin' facts, bitch, I ain't regular (I ain't regular)
Don't be askin' me shit, I ain't Messenger (I ain't Messenger)
Keep my name out'cha mu'fuckin' blog (nigga)
I'm wit' the gang, I'm wit' the mu'fuckin' Mob
Fuck is you thinkin'? Leave a nigga leakin'
.40 on me, bitch - fuck is you tweakin'?
My bitch Puerto Rican (Rican), her ass soft like peaches (like peaches)
Man, these niggas be leeches
Boy, get yo' bag up (get yo' bag up)
She gon' fuck if yo' bag up (bag up)
Then you can tell her, "Toot that ass up"
Broke nigga, mask up (yeah, real shit)
Hit a lick and get that cash up
So many niggas I done passed up
Stayed in my own lane (own lane)
If I wasn't Crippin', woulda tried to start my own gang (Mafia, nigga)
Propane, aye, bitch, I'm finna blow up
Tell the 3-0-4 that Gotti said, "Ho' up" (ho' up)
Aye, hit that strip so you can run my fuckin' dough up
[Outro]
Run my fuckin' dough up (yeah)
Ha...bitch, don't slow up (nope)
Nigga, you know what time it is, nigga (what time it is)
Mafia shit, man
Yeah, Illumigotti in this bitch
We ain't playin, we turn up, we never turn down, nigga
Yeah
Mafia, man
[Verse]
Guns, guns, guns all I rap about (guns)
Yeah, lil' bitch, I'll air it out (blat!)
Clear it out, we ain't fightin' 'less we in jail (ha-ha)
How much gun smoke can you inhale? (huh)
The whole scene bloody and I'm still standin' (still standin')
Chopper goin off, doin' real damage
Left his brains on his bitch, did him real scandalous (ugh!)
The surgery look like the doc tryna peel cabbage (ugh!)
Savage, say a joke 'fore a nigga playin' (quit playin')
Six feet the only way I'll leave a nigga layin' (yeah)
Sprayin', pussy, get on the flo' (on the flo')
Fuck a tree, I done hid in niggas' bushes befo'
Soon as he step out, left a nigga roof on his porch (what?)
They like, "Gotti, got-damn, you keep yo' foot on they throats!" (what?)
Grippin' the torch, and ya know I really can't pass it
My boujee bitch make sure a nigga hate ratchets
Splashin', 'cause the drip really too hard (drip)
Uno, yeah, the Crip really pull cards (Crip)
I gave niggas passes, finna take 'em back (take 'em back)
Gang wars, yeah, bitch, I can make 'em crack (Compton, what up?)
I'm statin' facts, bitch, I ain't regular (I ain't regular)
Don't be askin' me shit, I ain't Messenger (I ain't Messenger)
Keep my name out'cha mu'fuckin' blog (nigga)
I'm wit' the gang, I'm wit' the mu'fuckin' Mob
Fuck is you thinkin'? Leave a nigga leakin'
.40 on me, bitch - fuck is you tweakin'?
My bitch Puerto Rican (Rican), her ass soft like peaches (like peaches)
Man, these niggas be leeches
Boy, get yo' bag up (get yo' bag up)
She gon' fuck if yo' bag up (bag up)
Then you can tell her, "Toot that ass up"
Broke nigga, mask up (yeah, real shit)
Hit a lick and get that cash up
So many niggas I done passed up
Stayed in my own lane (own lane)
If I wasn't Crippin', woulda tried to start my own gang (Mafia, nigga)
Propane, aye, bitch, I'm finna blow up
Tell the 3-0-4 that Gotti said, "Ho' up" (ho' up)
Aye, hit that strip so you can run my fuckin' dough up
[Outro]
Run my fuckin' dough up (yeah)
Ha...bitch, don't slow up (nope)
Nigga, you know what time it is, nigga (what time it is)
Mafia shit, man
Yeah, Illumigotti in this bitch
We ain't playin, we turn up, we never turn down, nigga