Letra de ' Thriller ' de Skooly

Blacc John Gotti
This just what goin' on, you know
It time for this
Done Deal on the track
It my time
Watch out

Pop his top, cork, drop the top, dog
Take her top off, get my rocks off
Good fellas, not soft, they gon' pop off
In the 9 wit' it, gettin' guap dog
Shit can't stop, y'all, shit won't stop, y'all
At the top, y'all, from the block, y’all
Say they real niggas, but they guap shawt
You's a li'l nigga, you's a hot dog
From the top of the block lookin' down, dog
Used to come up on the block to hang round, y'all
Niggas never gave me shit, didn't make a sound, dog
Niggas could never make me hits, they stole my sound, dog

Yeah, that just - you know
Just some shit to express what I got goin on, you know
This just what goin on, it time for this, you know
Blacc John Gotti, you know
Street Execs, TRU, you know
CCM, Honcho Gang, yeeaah

From where the bottom was, they gave me problems for it
I'm a motherfuckin' product of environment
This is not no motherfuckin' question
All them niggas bluffin', that's the end of discussion
Fuck that shit you talkin', you ain't talkin 'bout no money
I'm try'na get some money to get mama what she wanted, ha
Don't come in my session man, I promise you not wanted
I'm trying my best not to just fuck up my opponent

Lord, have mercy on 'em

(Ha) Lord, have mercy on 'em
Lord, have mercy on
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, have mercy on 'em
Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord
Please have mercy on 'em
Lord, Lord, Lord
Have mercy on 'em
I won't show no mercy homie
I been hurtin' too long (Yeah, ha ha, yuh)
This where I belong

I been broke too motherfuckin' long, bro
To do yo' ass a favor on a song, bro
Ha, an' I ain't gonna tell yo' ass what I went through
Some'in you pussy niggas never been through (Unh)
Okay, I come from the slums, come from Landrum Arms
Back and forth to Holly Ridge, that's where Daddy was
Okay, jumped off the porch on Bankhead 'fore I was legal
Cedar South Band [?], my brother Jimmy Blacc and D-Mo

RIP my brother Jimmy D, nigga and
Yeah, PC4L, nigga: Paper Chaser 4 Life, nigga yeah, yeah
I been 'at. I'm still dat, nigga, we gon rep 'til I die, nigga
My cosa nostra, nigga. I swear to God! Yeah
CCM, ha ha. Yeah, PC4L, ha ha, ahh Honcho Gang
Shout out K
That's my brother for life
Know what goin' on? It's GD Mobbin [?]
Big Wody [?], what it do? Took took [?]
Yeah my nigga, you know what it motherfuckin' do
Ha ha we in the studio, by the way, ha
This shit won't stop, nigga
Blacc John Gotti, nigga, TRU, Street Execs, nigga
My big brother Chainz, nigga, ha ha, yeah
And shout out my brother O Murder, man, you know, ha
Mob shit, man
Shout out [?] Fuller [?] man, 9th Ward here in the buildin'
And No Plug, shit man

Heh, and it still Rich here [?] for life
It ain't no tradin' in this bitch
Night bulb [?] [?]!