Thriller Lyrics

[Intro]

Blacc John Gotti

This just what goin' on, you know

It time for this

Done Deal on the track

It my time

Watch out



[Verse 1]

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



[Spoken]

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 ...



[Verse 2]

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 tryna 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



[Bridge]

(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



[Verse 3]

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



[Outro]

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[?] [?]!