Concealed Lyrics - Yo Gotti

They cooperating with the state, the case concealed 

Remember Rico, from cm5 shit revealing 

Jook ran off on the plug, damn near got me killed 

But that's my brother so fuck em, ya know what it is 

Hunnid choppers in the spot, look like Taliban 

A hunnid niggas already killed, ya know what I'm saying 

They tried to shut the hood down, we ain't going though 

I been to prison, stressing lately, so I'm blowing dough 

Nigga hurting in the hood, trying to give em hope 

Bitches tryna throw me pussy, I tell em no 

I'm a million dollar nigga, don't excite a nigga 

Bitch if I go to jail today, would you write a nigga 

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Keep the game concealed 

I'm tryna tell em how it is 

Like Migos Bout my M&m's 

Bitches jocking, niggas hatin, ya know what it is 

Don't give no money to no hoes 

Won't put money on yo books 

I told epic I'm bout money, I don't give a fuck about no looks 

I don't give a fuck about no bitches, and they feelings 

Fuck about no niggas, telling me I'm not real cause I'm winning 

Give a fuck about no penitentiary no consequence 

Pussy niggas, I'm diving in it 

Give a fuck about no gossip, no rumors, won't respond 

All this and that, and back and fourth 

All this social gangsta you on 

Give a fuck about no bodies, or no murders or no guns 

Give a fuck about no stripper bitches, even though I throw ones 

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Free C Murda 

R.I.P to Soulja Slim, nigga 

If ya got a minute in jail, go and see him nigga 

Money order, send a picture, that mean ya fucking with em 

It's only right if ya hold it down, then ya was thuggin' with em 

Whenever you see me, you see the sad faces 

My nigga go to jail, we got the same case 

Read between the lines, bitch I'm riding for em 

I'm a rapper and security bitch I'm fighting for em 

My niggas do a big, I hold it down for em 

And if the ho a hunnid, I make the time for it 

Don't do no talking, straight out the muscle 

I'm a keep a lot of shit concealed, til the art of hustle