Deep Dishes
作词 : Lewis, Williams
[Intro] It's
Gotti Bin
Laden It's
Gotti Bin
Laden They say
I'm the evil one
Gotti Adolf
****** [Chorus]
You *****z ain't nuthin but *****es
I roll down the streets with the homies on deep dishes
Crack *****z like plates and dishes authentic, malicious, vicious, piranha fishes ************, eat a fat ****
You and every single ***** that you **** with, you stole my ****
My style, my name, and the way that
I bang [Verse 1]
Think just because you got diamonds you *****z is shynin'
Your diamonds ain't bigger than
Simon's ************
I'm preparing to pump fear, and
I'm fearless as ****
The Count
Armani Crystal
Young Gotti
Kurupt Knockin' cinder block sections outta cars and trucks
I'm back and never left,
I came and never leave
I see bustas now-a-days wearin flags and chucks
Actin' like they bang, lookin like fags in chucks
They turned bangin to a gimmick, ***** its the truth
You don't wear kahkis with
Timberland boots, or
Air force ones
Juss Cortez and
Chucks, you copy-cat punks
The thunda's official on
California
Soil Made him mass destruction and termoil
You ain't got weapons of mass destruction on you
And I'ma make you leak like gallons of oil [Chorus] [Verse 2]
Think just because you got diamonds you *****z is shynin'
Ya diamonds will get ************s to firin'
I'm tired of watchin
BET And all
I really see is imataions of me
And everything that we used to be
They used to say we couldnt
Gang Bang on
TV But now-a-days thats all
I see ***** im
Pharatic in a
G'd up fashion
With a passion for dumpin' and blastin'
A terrorist *****
The most wanted
Gotti Bin
Laden for ridin'
Homicidal ****s is the o**ect
My o**ective strategic selective
I'm back home ***** so mark off your sections
I got all bad news,
Make *****z move,
Relocate to a different state
I get **** dumpin' like motherphukkin
Austrailian
Kangaroos
I got all the tools, from the homies that
Crippin' ***** to pirus
I'm the fire fly *****,
I'ma show what happens when 5 fly *****
***** I ain't no *****,
And I'ma tell you ***** *****z just like this
***** [Chorus] [Verse 3]
So what you know about rollin' these streets so deep
Juss G to a
T ***** rollin on 3's
What you know about
Gang Bangin' *****
Or are you just imatating
Gang Bangin' *****
Some of these *****z might go for it 20 others just sit back and ignore it
But not us from
Tha Raw ************aa
Gotta let you ***** *****z know ************aa
We Ride these
Streets, All
Weeks Hood than a ************
ZEEET ZEEE
ET !! Bangin these streets
What you know about us
What about you *****
We don't know about you
What you really wanna what you wanna
Really bout to do [Chorus x2] [Outro]
************,
Every ***** you rolled wit
Every ***** you **** wit *****
It's Gotti
Bin Laden,
Gotti Adolf
****** Nigguh
Paul Vitti
Stallone,
Ne Ohafa,
The Juggaknot
Hannibal the 8th,
Gotti Vorhees *****, **** y'all
KURUPT! Suckaa ass *****z, yeah
Death Row
Deep DishesLRC歌词
作词 : Lewis, Williams
[Intro] It's
Gotti Bin
Laden It's
Gotti Bin
Laden They say
I'm the evil one
Gotti Adolf
****** [Chorus]
You *****z ain't nuthin but *****es
I roll down the streets with the homies on deep dishes
Crack *****z like plates and dishes authentic, malicious, vicious, piranha fishes ************, eat a fat ****
You and every single ***** that you **** with, you stole my ****
My style, my name, and the way that
I bang [Verse 1]
Think just because you got diamonds you *****z is shynin'
Your diamonds ain't bigger than
Simon's ************
I'm preparing to pump fear, and
I'm fearless as ****
The Count
Armani Crystal
Young Gotti
Kurupt Knockin' cinder block sections outta cars and trucks
I'm back and never left,
I came and never leave
I see bustas now-a-days wearin flags and chucks
Actin' like they bang, lookin like fags in chucks
They turned bangin to a gimmick, ***** its the truth
You don't wear kahkis with
Timberland boots, or
Air force ones
Juss Cortez and
Chucks, you copy-cat punks
The thunda's official on
California
Soil Made him mass destruction and termoil
You ain't got weapons of mass destruction on you
And I'ma make you leak like gallons of oil [Chorus] [Verse 2]
Think just because you got diamonds you *****z is shynin'
Ya diamonds will get ************s to firin'
I'm tired of watchin
BET And all
I really see is imataions of me
And everything that we used to be
They used to say we couldnt
Gang Bang on
TV But now-a-days thats all
I see ***** im
Pharatic in a
G'd up fashion
With a passion for dumpin' and blastin'
A terrorist *****
The most wanted
Gotti Bin
Laden for ridin'
Homicidal ****s is the o**ect
My o**ective strategic selective
I'm back home ***** so mark off your sections
I got all bad news,
Make *****z move,
Relocate to a different state
I get **** dumpin' like motherphukkin
Austrailian
Kangaroos
I got all the tools, from the homies that
Crippin' ***** to pirus
I'm the fire fly *****,
I'ma show what happens when 5 fly *****
***** I ain't no *****,
And I'ma tell you ***** *****z just like this
***** [Chorus] [Verse 3]
So what you know about rollin' these streets so deep
Juss G to a
T ***** rollin on 3's
What you know about
Gang Bangin' *****
Or are you just imatating
Gang Bangin' *****
Some of these *****z might go for it 20 others just sit back and ignore it
But not us from
Tha Raw ************aa
Gotta let you ***** *****z know ************aa
We Ride these
Streets, All
Weeks Hood than a ************
ZEEET ZEEE
ET !! Bangin these streets
What you know about us
What about you *****
We don't know about you
What you really wanna what you wanna
Really bout to do [Chorus x2] [Outro]
************,
Every ***** you rolled wit
Every ***** you **** wit *****
It's Gotti
Bin Laden,
Gotti Adolf
****** Nigguh
Paul Vitti
Stallone,
Ne Ohafa,
The Juggaknot
Hannibal the 8th,
Gotti Vorhees *****, **** y'all
KURUPT! Suckaa ass *****z, yeah
Death Row