John Doe (remix) ft. G.T. Lyrics

Get so dog shit rich pull up a brand new gotti

I took some MDMA put the street word for it is molly

He got hooked to that fetti

Zaddy he ran outta crack he went sold him some soap

On that dust Junkie jumped nigga felt like he could float

Bitch its up

What the fuck

Then we go get some money the free way

The number one rule in the street is don't trust nobody don't give em no leeway

I was fucked up in the street with the same clothes I was a John Doe

Never go spilling the beans on a homicide

Niggas they cut throat

How shit get fucked up

With that wooley they takin his neck

Trigger finger be psyched Tourette's

I been tripping I'm biting the X

Seeing double my mind playing tricks

Cut the corner I'm clutching my stick

In the box and we both having shanks

Fuck the police fuck the DA

Grab A Gotti im grabbing a lam

Wrap it up we don't pay Uncle Sam

Free all the woes in the feds

All the beams in the sticks red

Ain't no catching me wide-body hellcat charger

Drop a Roxy I watch it dissolve when I shake up the bottle

With them 22-3s its dissecting shit just like a mother fuckin doctor

Get so dog shit rich pull up a brand new gotti

I took some MDMA put the street word for it is molly

He got hooked to that fetti

Zaddy he ran outta crack he went sold him some soap

On that dust Junkie jumped nigga felt like he could float

Bitch its up

What the fuck

Then we go get some money the free way

The number one rule in the street is don't trust nobody don't give em no leeway

I was fucked up in the street with the same clothes I was a John Doe

Never go spilling the beans on a homicide

Niggas they cut throat

How shit get fucked up

With that wooley they takin his neck

Trigger finger be psyched Tourette's

I been tripping I'm biting the X

Yeah

Took another one I'm feeling sick

Off a g6 I'm high as get

New Givenchy I mix it w rick

My niggas scam I fuck with the bricks

In NY with all my ice on they thinking I play for the Knicks

Man I'm higher than New York rent

Trying hard not to crash the bent

Walk in the jewler I told him to glass my kit

I paid a bag for this

You prolly harass a bitch

I Put her out as soon as I smash the bitch

Its so much cash to get I'm filing up bags of this

I really started with 10 In the back of the club

Celine on my hood

Just made me a hunnid

Im chilling with boog (what up boog)

I throw up my hood

Car with no hood

Youll get killed just for thinking you would

Bring the FN we leaving the wood

You was done with done with this shit when you got you a buzz

Get so dog shit rich pull up a brand new gotti

I took some MDMA put the street word for it is molly

He got hooked to that fetti

Zaddy he ran outta crack he went sold him some soap

On that dust Junkie jumped nigga felt like he could float

Bitch its up

What the fuck

Then we go get some money the free way

The number one rule in the street is don't trust nobody don't give em no leeway

I was fucked up in the street with the same clothes I was a John Doe

Never go spilling the beans on a homicide

Niggas they cut throat

How shit get fucked up

With that wooley they takin his neck

Trigger finger be psyched Tourette's

I been tripping I'm biting the X