Yo Gotti - Neighborhood Supa Stars lyrics

[Hook] Neighborhood super stars It's them boys with the candy sprayed on them cars [Verse 1: Slim Thug] b**h you might not know me, but in my hood I'm famous I f** the baddest b**hes, and hang with all the gangsters My slabs is the meanest, my j**ellery is the best You think I get cloths free, cause everyday I'm fresh And everybody know me, from young to the old Everywhere I go, they like "Thugga, boy, you cold" They love to see me hit the club and ball out of control Pop bottle after bottle till I fall out on the floor Surrounded by dro clouds, they be like "No smoking" I laugh at they b**h a** like "Ho, stop joking" Keep some candy on them rims, that's poking And every time I hit the board I leave that ho broken Thug Boss, b**h [Hook] [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I'm a legend in my neighborhood Plus I'm connected and respected off in every hood Chrome on chrome, twenty racks under my Cutla** hood You see my name in that b**h, so get that understood I'm an outer space star, b**h I'm up in Mars And if you want to talk money, I got all type of cars Just know I meant it, if I said it, nobody in my family got credit And if you got a million, I bet it n***a, pockets on Freddy, broke n***as on (???) talking loud In the club, but them b**hes don't hear them My j**elry too loud, my cars from overseas You trying to book a show, that gon' cost a couple ki's Cause b**h, I'm Yo Gotti [Hook] [Verse 3 - Nipsey Hussle] Yeah, long money till I flat line We trying to spend some cash, hit me on my bat line I swear rapping about my last grind Got me on a money marathon with no halftime When we hit the club, we walk past lines And you can come inside with us, if your a** fly Getting cash, I cash ride Beating all the competition by landslide Neighborhood super star and my swag high Take a n***a b**h, put him on standby And if a plaintiff ever ask me hold my hand high I'mma take the stand and tell a goddamn lie [Hook]