Ryan.J - John Gotti (Mobbin') [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

John Gotti Taped: Do want me to tell my father, you want him to hear it his way. do you wanna wake up in the Morning and Dont see your son No more....is that what you desire, do want us to cut his tongue outta his mouth?

Ryan.J (hook): All this money got me feeling like I'm John Gotti, the money and the flat screens, just got me feeling like I'm John Gotti, the Money and the Flat screens (John Gotti) Money and the Flat screens (John Gotti) Paint Look Like Ice Cream (John Gotti) Money and the Flat screens

Verse 1 (Ryan J): I'm In Youngstown mobbin' Like I'm John Gotti, Got the Cars and The Clothes and a Maserati. Redbone on my arm when im at a party I Gotta 40 with attachments beam you up like Scotty. Gotta Mob with squad up and armed wit me, got beef den Come get me, want Fiends Then Call Whitney. Man up you ain't got no fans bruh, I'm chillin wit Sosa, Cubans, and Cabana. My Lambo stay Coke white, Yo car is a joke Rite and I Gotta Spanish bitch, her Pussy stay rope Tight. Ya'll Niggas can't see Me Comin Up, No lights, I see all You niggas through My Lens No Skype. All yo Luxury's You Talkin is Irrelevant, I dont Give a Fuck Like I'm Celibate. Watch what you say to the Don be intelligent, got Monster Cars In my Garage, The size of an Elephant

All this money got me feeling like I'm John Gotti, the money and the flat screens, they got me feeling like I'm John Gotti, the Money and the Flat screens (John Gotti) Money and the Flat screens (John Gotti) Paint Look Like Ice Cream (John Gotti) Money and the Flat screens (John Gotti) Got Me Feeling Like I'm John Gotti

Verse 2 (Smoove): Cigar lit, feeling like I'm John Gotti, I Got The Money and the Fame Fuck Illuminati, all Drinks on Smoove Lets Through a After Party. I Gotta Snub Nose wit a Sneeze It'll Leave You Snotty, Star wit Me all goons no Law With me, You call 50 I Call 50 we get it Brackin' ya'll pussies, get Yo cake up Like Ryan Said," Man Up" and take Off all that make up you niggas can't fake us, my wrist bone stay so cold my watch look like a snow globe, I gotta Cuban bitch she give fire dome fa Nose Blow, ya'll niggas can't see me takin off, so long. She said she like the way I live that's why she trynna prolong. Mob itchin waitin For The Confirmation, put him on the spot set up for assassination, one nation...under God....Father Bitch, we the Fuckin Mob

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