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yo gotti - cpr fake lyrics

[spoken:]
aye cuz, they say i ain’t real rapper huh?
they must don’t know, i do what i want to do with this sh-t

[verse 1:]
they compare me to the rappers out the south, who outdated
other ones who had a couple hits, but barely even made it
when they doubt me or they out me, make me stronger, make me face it
but i know i’m not a phase, i’mma be one of the greatest
in beginning, when i first started and i had dreams
didn’t wanna stop, wanna be a lyricists
then i switched the whole flow up
started rapping about dope
got caught on that jewelry sh-t
before young jeezy started rapping details i never thought n-ggas wanted to hear that sh-t
i could’ve done that sh-t five years ‘fore him
but they come along with those sentences
must have went to new york like a million times
won a mil’ on a table, n-gga i ain’t sign
warner had 2, i turned it down
did a lot of sh-t in this life of mine
i have no help, i had to grind
no complaints, ‘nan time
the rap n-ggas i knew em’ all, 99 percent n-ggas lying

[hook:]
bigger industry, fake as f-ck
you don’t like it, shut me up
n-ggas saying hip hop’s dead, cpr, wake em up
flat line, heartbeat, game in a coma
n-gga, i’m a dope boy, i do what i wanna

[verse 2:]
grew up bumping that outkast, in the hood i was an outcast
in the middle of my hood, what break three stacks
get a hundred twenty five in a glad bag
and we got big boy guns, hold a hundred
that’s for any of p-ssy -ss n-gga wanna run up
what it do, ross? what’up wayne? salute stunner, gucci mane
n-ggas ask me why i never done a song with plies
i understood i gotta be as plain, so i never reply
race for the money, never get tired
plug on the way, he never retired
order a hundred and put that on my name
it’s death on the money, it’s blood on my chain
the forty got bodies, n-ggas k!lling for hobbies
we got hoes in the room, we got hoes in the lobby
b-tches f-cking for free, n-ggas k!lling for pennies
cmg that’s the team, we the streets so we’re in it

[hook:]
bigger industry, fake as f-ck
you don’t like it, shut me up
n-ggas saying hip hop’s dead, cpr, wake em up
flat line, heartbeat, game in a coma
n-gga, i’m a dope boy, i do what i wanna

[bridge]
remember sosa told tony “not to f-ck with me”
then sosa sent them boys at him a hundred deep
then tony wanna go in but he ain’t deep
so tony should have listen to what sosa said
but he was f-cking with that dope and he won’t focus
read between the lines, i’m talking to you locals
im talkin to any n-gga that want war
then let me get my m’s up, you don want war

[hook:]
bigger industry, fake as f-ck
you don’t like it, shut me up
n-ggas saying hip hop’s dead, cpr, wake em up
flat line, heartbeat, game in a coma
n-gga, i’m a dope boy, i do what i wanna

[outro:]
i wanna, plant of marijuana
not a plant, but a field
not a field, but a dome
see n-ggas cook yay
serve fiend, same home
same n-ggas g’d up
pitch up, same song
i wanna look at n-ggas different, but i can’t
i wanna try to trust these b-tches, but i ain’t
n-ggas instagraming cars that they know ain’t theirs
you can be a fake rapper, this day n0body cares

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