 
entering the game - yo gotti lyrics
[verse 1]
yo, i f*cked n*ggas up, when i jumped in the game
young dude slash dope boy, done made him a name
with a [?] n*ggas couldn’t understand
they like what the f*ck he doing? this the sh*t that i’m saying
i done lived all the sh*t you n*ggas rapping about
and i dress all the sh*t these n*ggas yapping about
like these sucka ass n*ggas, at the radio station
i ain’t never had a song played in heavy rotation
they like gotti, that political sh*t
serious sh*t, but still, that’s some pitiful sh*t
but regardlus if they feeling this sh*t, or just tryna hold a n*gga back
the streets still hearing my sh*t
and my fans, they request my songs
and the p.d. neglect my songs
tryna dissect my songs
yo gotti got the streets on lock
i had a dream like martin luther king did, that the hating would stop
[chorus]
all i ever wanted to do
was get in the game, make some music like you
you know, bust these n*ggas, tryna baller block
took something, now a n*gga got the game on lock
it’s like, all i ever wanted to do
was make the easy money like you
you know, but these n*ggas tried to hold me down
diamonds up, go ahead and pass the crown
[verse 2]
first hit, f*ck a n*gga b*tch [?] sh*t
next song, got a n*gga on, how ’bout this?
so much respect for the m, i ain’t gon’ say i’m the king
but i’ma leave it to the fans, if you know what i mean
so i jumped into the rap game, asking for suggestions
blessings, none of these n*ggas answered my questions
blessings dropped out the sky, lead the way for gotti, got me a piece of the pie
and i realized, sh*t ain’t what it seems
if you hustle, keep hustling, getting your cream
watch your motherf*cking paperwork, and watch your team
n*ggas scream all that love sh*t, but be [?]
about no motherf*cker but self
but i sware [?] death
yo gotti just keeping it real, cutting straight through the confusion
a street n*gga f*cking with music
[verse 3]
i give a f*ck about a deal, b*tch, i’m still in the north
with [?] and [?], posted up on the post
been [?] all the time, but n*ggas lyed in the south
and hit you with the real facts, and n*ggas grinding it out
like in 36 zones, they straight diming it out
rob a rock on the block, no [?] out
now that’s the type of sh*t i be rhyming ’bout
sogh up the block, go cop a watch, shine it out
but these n*ggas don’t hear me though
i’m a street n*gga til the day they k!ll me though
gotta [?] on them pounds of dro
posted up on the [?] talking ’bout a publishing deal
i’m like n*gga, i ain’t got time to talk
they wanna shake some, then send some, otherwise, my time is [?]
until then, dawg, you know where i be
right here, serving fiends in the north, on the first and 15th
[chorus]
all i ever wanted to do
was get in the game, make some music like you
you know, bust these n*ggas, tryna baller block
took something, now a n*gga got the game on lock
it’s like, all i ever wanted to do
was make the easy money like you
you know, but these n*ggas tried to hold me down
diamonds up, go ahead and pass the crown
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