Lyrics Limited Edition - John Gotti

Ima bitch nigga dodger
Hating it ain′t called for
Fucked them niggas head up when I went and copped the charger
Cash this ain't rented silver but it′s tinted
Ain't a srt but this a limited edition
Ima the type of nigga that will stack until he shine though
You the type of nigga that'll run and ducked the grind tho
Fake jewlry wearing ass niggas you done cross the line hoe
Fuck around wit ebony that nigga gotta die hoe

Switched my lane up baby I′m that pressure
Niggas hated when they seen me drive the tesla
That′s the shit I like to do you only live once
My cousin died when he was high so I don't fuck wit runtz
Fucked that girl head up I don′t want ya
Got the word from all my niggas you a muncher
Scary ass prolly run and kiss ya ass baby
Ima tell the truth right hand god ya pussy trash baby
Gotti he a nice guy
Smooth and he type fly
If I put it on ya and I leave then ya might cry
Coming from the trenches
Shooting dice by the benches
The police coming nigga we running and jumping fences

Ima bitch nigga dodger
Hating it ain't called for
Fucked them niggas head up when I went and copped the charger
Cash this ain′t rented silver but it's tinted
Ain′t a srt but this a limited edition
Ima the type of nigga that will stack until he shine though
You the type of nigga that'll run and ducked the grind tho
Fake jewlry wearing ass niggas you done cross the line hoe
Fuck around wit ebony that nigga gotta die hoe

Die hoe fuck wit mine you a die slow
Impact from this 40 cal a hit em like a rhino
You playing wit the wrong guy
These bullets like a long fry
We hit a lick together my nigga we split the whole pie
Talk cheap so a nigga never pressed to speak
Up trying make this shit happen so I ain't never sleep
You steady sleeping but the type nigga don′t got a place to sleep
I heard you posting pictures of money that lor kitty weak