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FON Check - John Gotti Lyrics



FON Check - John Gotti Lyrics
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Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know about me
Ask my bro about me he gone show you bout me
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
We selling baserock indeed I'ma chase gwop
At my pace ahk and take this wood to the face ahk
He'll catch face shots we eating try to make the plate drop
Be humble k dot niggas dying they catching stray shots
Just left the way block it stay hot we to the tray block
Where niggas spray glocks and they suwu like jay rock
And they don't play ahk like the beetle's we every day rock
My niggas chase plush rooms and maybachs
Whip post I'ma setup shop that's a hundred pounds
Mike jones bitches didn't want me bet they want me now
Heart broke to get my granny back I take hundred rounds
Roc nation got the block pacing bitch we run this town
Oh he think he it a mother f*ckin clown
He don't want no real smoke he off that bobby brown
Disrespect my livly hood we sliding bitch it's hockey now
Twenty four seven like the clock go round
Till we knock you down
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know about me
Ask my bro about me he gone show you bout me
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'm with the Bgs at the tepe I'm high as e t
Nigga tried to p me he a weenie
Caught a dp
I'm eating weeties bitch I'm greedy the block I bleed it
I'm money hungry bitch I got to feed it
Yo money short conceited
Coke seller a pedella on the regular
Man I tell you I medal better hit my cellular
I stay with it quick to get it off I don't play with it
Setup shop beating up the block I'm dock dre with it
Check run shit uisan kick shit lu kang
Spit the Mack 10 like who bang
Burn shit new flame
Need a big booty bitch like two chains that come with two brains Bricks all in her blue stang she all through Lane's
That's true game we do thangs that You lames can't do maine
Crew plain with some new caine dropping off a few thangs
Or I'll pull up in that new thang with the blew brains
We don't do name's
Lace niggas like shoe strings all about the cream that's wu tang bitch
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know about me
Ask my bro about me he gone show you bout me
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
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Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know about me
Ask my bro about me he gone show you bout me
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
We selling baserock indeed I'ma chase gwop
At my pace ahk and take this wood to the face ahk
He'll catch face shots we eating try to make the plate drop
Be humble k dot niggas dying they catching stray shots
Just left the way block it stay hot we to the tray block
Where niggas spray glocks and they suwu like jay rock
And they don't play ahk like the beetle's we every day rock
My niggas chase plush rooms and maybachs
Whip post I'ma setup shop that's a hundred pounds
Mike jones bitches didn't want me bet they want me now
Heart broke to get my granny back I take hundred rounds
Roc nation got the block pacing bitch we run this town
Oh he think he it a mother f*ckin clown
He don't want no real smoke he off that bobby brown
Disrespect my livly hood we sliding bitch it's hockey now
Twenty four seven like the clock go round
Till we knock you down
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know about me
Ask my bro about me he gone show you bout me
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'm with the Bgs at the tepe I'm high as e t
Nigga tried to p me he a weenie
Caught a dp
I'm eating weeties bitch I'm greedy the block I bleed it
I'm money hungry bitch I got to feed it
Yo money short conceited
Coke seller a pedella on the regular
Man I tell you I medal better hit my cellular
I stay with it quick to get it off I don't play with it
Setup shop beating up the block I'm dock dre with it
Check run shit uisan kick shit lu kang
Spit the Mack 10 like who bang
Burn shit new flame
Need a big booty bitch like two chains that come with two brains Bricks all in her blue stang she all through Lane's
That's true game we do thangs that You lames can't do maine
Crew plain with some new caine dropping off a few thangs
Or I'll pull up in that new thang with the blew brains
We don't do name's
Lace niggas like shoe strings all about the cream that's wu tang bitch
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know about me
Ask my bro about me he gone show you bout me
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
I'ma kick that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
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Writer: Dante Simms
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Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Dante Simms

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