Lyrics IT IS (feat. Rylo Rodriguez) - EST Gee , Rylo Rodriguez
(Ayy,
who
that?
John
Gotitt)
Yeah,
alright,
mmm
(know
what
it
is)
Yeah
Can't
get
the
hood
to
turn
on
me,
I'm
who
turned
up
the
hood
I
hopped
out
geeked,
no
gloves
Burnt
the
skin
off
my
thumb,
heat
from
that
Draco
wood
(grr,
grr,
grr,
grr)
Me
and
Red
was
sayin',
"We
need
to
link
the
hoods
for
good"
And
we
did,
Bopper
slid
with
Spit
and
still
cool
with
Suge
He
bust
pipes,
ridin'
with
no
sights,
it's
unfair
if
he
could
See,
I
brought
in
them
fullies,
a
quick
five-second
shootout
Been
'bout
risks
since
me
and
Dre
had
went
out
West
and
go
out
the
go
house
I
been
quick,
keep
the
score
over
'em
lil'
boys,
but
it's
a
blowout
If
I
get
the
feelin',
make
niggas
think
cold,
but
they
ain't
goin'
out
Stash
a
.9
in
my
ho
house,
she
live
close
by
where
it
go
down
Ain't
no
way
I'll
never
go
out
'less
my
pole
out
like
my
pole
hard
And
my
lil'
bro
so
anxious,
spank
shit
up,
look
like
he
owed
down
It's
me
and
baby
broad
day,
threw
that
eight,
300
Blackout
Hope
he
know,
car
pull
too
close,
I'm
lettin'
this
whole
60
clip
go
out
Yeah,
but
that's
just
how
it
is
when
you
from
where
I'm
from
Could
be
on
bond
for
murder
one,
youngin
still
tote
his
gun
You
in
the
streets
for
fun,
scared
to
see
when
street
shit
get
done
My
mama
shot
at
my
pop
with
me
in
the
car
when
I
was
young
Know
thuggin'
in
my
blood,
been
the
one
in
my
blood
Gettin'
that
monyon
in
my
blood,
fuck
it,
however
it
come
I'ma
make
somethin'
out
of
nothin',
know
this
shit
been
in
my
blood
Still
made
man,
con
life
livin'
from
the
hood,
uh
You
take
out
your
man,
repast,
you
get
a
bonus
for
it
(yeah,
yeah)
Thinkin'
shit
was
sweet,
he
took
a
nap,
he
in
a
coma
for
it
(yeah,
yeah)
And
she
ain't
fuckin'
with
me
'cause
I
ain't
let
her
put
me
in
her
Reel
(for
real)
The
Hell
I
look
like
cryin'
about
a
ho
who
ain't
even
wear
Denim
Tears?
(Denim
Tears)
You
the
type
gon'
take
the
deal
(take
the
deal),
I'm
the
type
gon'
play
the
sale
(play
the
sale)
I
come
from
the
bricks,
oh,
yeah,
you
gon'
see
a
athlete
make
a
sale
(oh,
yeah)
Fuck
your
hood
up,
growin'
up,
I
seen
a
fuck
nigga
whack
a
player
I
don't
need
no
prices
for
no
Tris,
the
Wock'
pint
double
sealed
Shit
here
way
bigger
than
life
I
don't
trust
no
one
heart,
only
women
I
like
Yeah,
your
bro
told,
get
rid
of
the
mice
Bro
and
'em
spank
a
nigga
on
sight
Hi-Tech
red,
don't
sip
no
Par
(nope)
30
points,
I
feel
like
Ja
Yeah,
but
that's
just
how
it
is
when
you
from
where
I'm
from
Could
be
on
bond
for
murder
one,
youngin
still
tote
his
gun
You
in
the
streets
for
fun,
scared
to
see
when
street
shit
get
done
My
mama
shot
at
my
pop
with
me
in
the
car
when
I
was
young
Know
thuggin'
in
my
blood,
bein'
the
one
in
my
blood
Gettin'
that
monyon
in
my
blood,
fuck
it,
however
it
come
I'ma
make
somethin'
out
of
nothin',
know
this
shit
been
in
my
blood
Still
made
man,
con
life
livin'
from
the
hood,
uh
1 TUSCAN PERFUME
2 XXL
3 TURN THE STREETS UP
4 TOAST
5 I LIKE
6 THE BIGGEST
7 PERSONAL
8 MORE BLOOD
9 A MOMENT WITH GOTTI (feat. Yo Gotti)
10 IT IS (feat. Rylo Rodriguez)
11 MEECH
12 FREE DOGGY (feat. 42 Dugg)
13 ONE CALL
14 A MOMENT WITH GEE
15 BAD GUY
16 NOBODY ELSE (feat. Static Major)
17 I THINK (feat. Lil Baby)
18 DON'T FORGET
19 BACK TO A TIME
20 ANOTHER MOMENT WITH GOTTI (feat. Yo Gotti)
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