SUPERHEAD PUT IRV GOTTI PAN BLAST

karrineandcoIt’s been over 17 years since I f**ked with you and over 12 years since I told the world what a piece of shit you are. I never talk about you. You’re still talking about me.
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Okay. So, let’s go here…
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I’ve never robbed anybody in my life. Not @freddurst, not nobody. I get my money upfront. Believe that.
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@irvgotti187 has never talked to me the way he’s claiming on whatever niggarized radio show he was just on. Never. And that conversation never f**king happened. How it happened is just how I wrote it TWELVE years ago. I f**ked with Irv because he was THE BOSS and I got tired of f**king THE HELP. Plain and simple. There was no “line” and no declaration that I’d have to f**k or suck the whole crew to stick around. I’d already f**ked the artist, and that’s the lowest I would go. I’ve never loved a f**king crew in my life.
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Now that I was f**king with the boss, the perks were better. More trips. More money. More fun. But his p*nis was unsatisfactory and he had to take viagra to get it poppin.
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Facts.
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Still, that was the homie and I enjoyed my time otherwise. Back then, I was 21. Today, I’m 39. And Irv is dumb old. I can’t believe this is still a topic of conversation. It’s as if I’m the best thing that ever happened to these bums. Get over it.
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But since we’re there, let’s go here. Irv was so stuck on f**king with me, he even invited me out to Vegas and had me around his wife and Ja’s girl (before they were married). I had no idea these women existed until I saw them and they saw me in the casino and they went ballistic. Naturally!
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There’s no limit to this man’s disrespect. Even to his own family. But let’s go here now…
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Irv and I made a s*x tape back then during a trip to New York, and if I were the type of woman he tries to make me out to be, that tape could have easily been used as a weapon.
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#Confessions left out so much, and when I saw Irv in a club in LA in 2011, he thanked me for not revealing EVERYTHING. But now, he wants to write his own story? Let’s not forget I was in the kitchen watching how the sausage is made. That the feds came to ask me questions after Supreme left my house and I clammed the f**k up. Be easy Gotti. Be easy.