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Deep Dishes

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  • 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
  • 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