Special Edition lyrics

[G.O.D]
We got hits for years, I got a b*tch for every day of the year
We got chips, ice with Glocks and clips
Push the hottest whips and sh*t we came from the bottomless pit
Now we reign on the top of the sh*t
[GAMBINO]
Foul things in my past that I'll never forget
Would I last, will I die young I never gave up
Now we up
[TY KNITTY]
In the class for delf, the most felt stay to ourself
We playing with the cards that was dealt like
First time I seen a man get killed that sh*t was mad real
Damn that was my brother
[G.O.D]
And I love him like mine, I promise to this day everything will be fine
So we foreverly shine, now we vow to divide pie
[TY KNITTY]
What's yours is mine
[GAMBINO]
And for y'all faggot ass n*ggas we gon' ?hogged? them blind
[TY KNITTY]
In and out, stick and move, it's just a matter of time
[GAMBINO]
And I stay with a grimy ass pistol on my side
And I name it four-five
[G.O.D]
Yeah die n*gga die
[TY KNITTY]
You won't see it coming
[G.O.D]
And you won't know why
[G.O.D Hook]
When you look into my eyes tell me what you see
We be the realest motha f*ckas from these New York streets
We gon' lay it down flat, way it supposed to be
Knitty, Gambino, Gotti, Chinky, G.Part Three
Come On (Loud Chanting)

[GAMBINO]
Infamous Special Edition the hoes pay attention
[G.O.D]
When we rock cause friction, get plucked out position
[TY KNITTY]
Platinum plates we be p*ssing them out
[G.O.D]
Haze with stout
[GAMBINO]
Them joints we pull 'em out, do them things that you read about
[TY KNITTY]
Stick and move in and out quick never the easy route
[G.O.D]
So f*ck what you be about we care less
I'll throw my gun up in your mouth and blow off your head
Through all the foul sh*t, the hurt
[TY KNITTY]
The hard work
[GAMBINO]
The dirt, the pain
[TY KNITTY]
Until it stop on top, we remain
[G.O.D]
Simple and plain
[TY KNITTY]
Rock long chains and ice rings
[GAMBINO]
Timb boots, baggy jean suits ready to shoot
[G.O.D]
With plushed out cribs, multiple guns and clips
[GAMBINO]
I got a thousand n*ggas ready to flip and kill sh*t
What, n*ggas don't want it
[G.O.D Hook 2X]
When you look into my eyes tell me what you see
We be the realest motha f*ckas from these New York streets
We gon' lay it down flat, way it supposed to be
Knitty, Gambino, Gotti, Chinky, G.Part Three
Come On

(Loud chanting until end)