Jackboy – John Gotti Lyrics

[Chorus]
Got a thirty and a forty, ridin’ with lil’ shorty
He geeked up on that woo, he feelin’ like he Tony
I could get you touched, in my county, I’m John Gotti
Niggas tryna run, like trampoline, we catching bodies
Yeah, we smoke just like Marley, chopper tote like they Harleys
Thugging like it’s legal, f**k a judge and a jury
Friends ain’t friends, I was taught that lesson early
Gettin’ it out the mud, niggas try to do you dirty

[Verse 1]
Gunshot, man down, put a nigga in a box
His mama ain’t know, had to hear ’bout it on Fox
Young head buster, leavin’ brains on the block
Teachin’ lessons with the Draco, graduated from the Glock
Never been rich, but I been poor
Before this rap shit, I was kickin’ down doors
You made it sellin’ crack, I used the glizzy with a mask
Go broke again, I swear I put a glizzy on your ass
Spittin’ straight truth like I took a polygraph
Runnin’ to the money while you niggas lollygag
Price on his head, we gon’ pop him like the tag
Have him bleeding like a bitch that’s in need of a pad

[Chorus]
Got a thirty and a forty, ridin’ with lil’ shorty
He geeked up on that woo, he feelin’ like he Tony
I could get you touched, in my county, I’m John Gotti
Niggas tryna run, like trampoline, we catching bodies
Yeah, we smoke just like Marley, chopper tote like they Harleys
Thugging like it’s legal, f**k a judge and a jury
Friends ain’t friends, I was taught that lesson early
Gettin’ it out the mud, niggas try to do you dirty

[Verse 2]
Young John Gotti, in the Masi’ with a shotty
Soon as a nigga slip, I’m right there to catch the body
My nigga 13 itchin’ for his first homi’
He’ll do it on GP, he don’t even need no money
When it’s body gettin’, we hit first like crash dummies
f**k what I got to lose, nigga, that’s just how I’m comin’
Jump out with them choppers, got them pussy niggas runnin’
Marchin’ like a band when that Draco go to drummin’
When that Draco go to spittin’, I’m like murder, kill, kill
Got signed to a deal just to stay ’round with the steel
In the field like for real so it’s f**k how you feel
In the field like for real so it’s f**k how you feel

[Chorus]
Got a thirty and a forty, ridin’ with lil’ shorty
He geeked up on that woo, he feelin’ like he Tony
I could get you touched, in my county, I’m John Gotti
Niggas tryna run, like trampoline, we catching bodies
Yeah, we smoke just like Marley, chopper tote like they Harleys
Thugging like it’s legal, f**k a judge and a jury
Friends ain’t friends, I was taught that lesson early
Gettin’ it out the mud, niggas try to do you dirty

[Outro]
Got a thirty and a forty, ridin’ with lil’ shorty
He geeked up on that woo and he feelin’ like he Tony
I could get you touched, in my county, I’m John Gotti
Niggas tryna run, like trampoline, we catching bodies
Yeah, we smoke just like Marley, chopper tote like they Harleys
f**k a judge and a jury
Friends ain’t your friends, I was taught that lesson early
Niggas try to do you dirty

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