[Chorus]Why you lookin' like that?Stop lookin' like thatStop lookin' at my dog, lookin' at my dogThat'll get you fucked upWhy you lookin' like that?That'll get you fucked up, stop lookin' at my dogWhy you lookin' like that?Stop lookin' like thatStop lookin' at my dog, lookin' at my dogThat'll get yo ass shotWhy you lookin like that?That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dogYeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!Why you lookin' at me? Hear a niggaI ain't ya bitchYou don't want a street nigga that have to get wit this shit'Cause I ain't gon' quitTil 'em choppa bullet flippinThey spleens, layin' all lower then yo chest or ya chinMan I'm in it to winI give a fuck bout a friendI care more bout the dough, and even more bout the BenzNiggaz look at my chain, then they clutchin' they burnersThey think they got us, we ?? finna get ugly this summerYeah I roll with a stunna, I got a lot on the lineBut still its kill or be killed before a nigga take mineI give a pass to niggaz, when they look at my bitchJust they admire her walk, or just impress that she thickI'm reppin' Southside ?? nigga, nigga Yo Gotti!Bricks in the dashboard Benz big bodyRoyce 5'9" and them hustles out of DetroitGet it how we get it 'cause they importin' Ex boy[Chorus]Why you so hard nigga? PauseI done tried so many timesTo get my violent temper to comply with my mature sideBut the other side is where the 45 is, hidin'And I'm fa' sho childish, hi, I'm countin'1, 2, seeking you niggaz with the peace, with the peek-a-boo triggerWhen I come, through, with the honorable spiritEyes lighting up with shine like the "Chronicles of Riddick"Nigga forget itNine times outta ten, times' on my sideIf your nines in the car, 'cause mines on my sideWhy you lookin' like dat?Nigga ain't no hoes hereI'm about to ask the waitress what she put in yo' beerWe can get it on, we can do whatever boy (whatever boy)Don't you ever push your pedal, pump your brakeBetter untwist your faceSpoken word, mixed with school, mixed with crunkThis should hit you, get you pump, if it get you drunkIt can get you jump![Chorus]Bitches trip, niggaz quickTo pull out they chains on sightNiggaz flip, soon as they announce my name on the micSo I, gotta kinda watch them niggazYou know them niggaz roll up beside youYou don't know if they like your car, they don't like youBy the way they lookin', you can't tell if they grimmin' you or admiring youWhether envy you when they see your tires spinnin'So you greet 'em as politeLy as possible, that nine sit on yo lap, be disrespectful then you leave 'em at the lightHit that window and squeeze that toasterPull off fast and I promiseThat I just put his Regal in 3-wheel motion without havin' hydraulicsI call it like I see itWalk it like I did itNigga coughin' up yo kidneyCough, talkin' bout the kidMy people, I came expectin' the same kinda respect that you wantSome of you steppin' in something by coming and testing it onceThey won't let you do nothin' unless you cutting a checkLet me ask you a couple a questions, nigga[Chorus: x2]
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