Tag: 2011

The Game – Unlce Otis (Disses Jay z, Kanye West, Big Sean, 50 cent ) The Game – Unlce Otis (Disses Jay z, Kanye West, Big Sean, 50 cent ) The Game — Uncle Otis Lyrics This shit for my uncle Otis Here’s a dome shot to this n-gga named Otis N-ggas think they the coldest but n-gga you just the oldest Niggas be chasing they youth but it’s gone Yo ‘Ye, this n-gga aint even wanna put you on And then he turned around, put on Sean But forget to tell em Benny Han Han don’t sell no f-cking Wonton’s I don’t wear Sean John, but f-ck with that Ciroc shit Tupac back, well Hit Em Up on some Pac shit Who run the world? Jayceon Will Kelly Rowland come and be my Motivation If you invented swag then I invented gangsta Got one in the chamber, the Throne is now in danger And I dont wear no Gucci Gucci Fendi Fendi Prada I’m Charles Louboutin, you n-ggas aint sayin’ nada Lil white bitch better stay in ya place You call me a n-gga, I’ma put the K in ya face It’s a stick up bitch (So put your hands up in the air) (I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna) Know is any Gangstas up in here? I do it, I do it, boi So put your hands up in the air (I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna) Know is any Gangstas up in here? I do it Call Khaled, tell him F-ck it, I’m on one I created Tyler, the Creator Here go courtside seats You are now watching the greatest Shades blocking the haters Stays rocking the layers The Show Goes On Til I start aiming the Lasers And Lupe’ll souffle half you muthaf-ckers Its the …