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sha gotti - l.i.b. (in dis bitch) lyrics

[intro]

[hook: sha gotti]

cause everywhere you go it’s l.i.b in this b-tch
everywhere you go it’s l.i.b in this b-tch
cause everywhere you go it’s l.i.b in this b-tch
i don’t know y’all n-ggas, hop off my d-ck
i’m from lib the home of the brave
i’m from lib the home of the brave
y’all n-ggas ain’t f-cking with the clique
y’all n-ggas ain’t f-cking with the clique

[verse 1: sha gotti]

call me gotti the monster big toys like tonka
only trust in a few, it’s death before dishonor
violate we react with ar’s and llamas
yo burner handle his sister let me handle his mama
he know he ain’t about it but still ignited the drama
f-cked up sh-t you see done by that b-tch karma
i’m on point like the end of a sentence
red beam got a similar resemblance
took cl-sses at mugga university, got perfect attendance
i can school you on how to get it, or make me your reference
see, me and them n-ggas can never ever relate
i was taught if you was hungry sn-tch a greedy n-gga plate
soft n-ggas is the ultimate bate, eliminate them fake n-ggas that constantly hate
wait, real n-gga what it is n-gga handle ya biz
get it by any means, mother, brother or kids
if a n-gga tryin’ stop you show him what that gloc do
and if he got a gloc too, extend the clip
you got a chance to out him, before he out you
my n-gggas don’t hesitate to shoot the second they spot you

[hook: sha gotti]

[verse 2: sha gotti]

see i’m from lib where rebels is tougher than g’s
you think you scaring me talking tough, n-gga please
see juda my f-cking brother does whatever for me
i don’t gotta tell him sh-t he automatically squeeze
life is precious i suggest you simmer down
don’t judge me f-ggot everyone’s a sinner now
n-ggas must have amnesia, man they must not remember
war with us we make you feel like its summer in december
turn up, roll the sour up, and let it burn
my dog allergic to sweetness it gives him stomach worms
we burn the body scoop the ashes up and put it in a urn
then send it to his mother with a letter saying mourn
this ain’t visions it’s reality man
should’ve took a second to think, you f-cking with some africans
d-mn, gotti back up in the lab again
now where you been?, serving fixes down in zombie land
cool, calm, and collected, young, proud and respected
the art of getting money, got that perfected
bullsh-t, neglect it, like mj for the block
sharp shooter, derrick rose, automatic with the gloc

[hook: sha gotti]

[outro]

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