Hot Boys - Spittin Game текст песни

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Fresh. slim, baby. hot boys. hot boys in this bitch. check it out.

Turk:

Niggas steady getting chopped

Losin they life behind stupid shit

Aint that a bitch

Niggas, gettin they wig split

And its a shame

Killin has became a fame

I cannot see my brains layin

On the ground

I keep my 9 on my waistline

Chop em down

Picks up the shells to leave no evidence around

And, its t-shirt land

When niggas aint playin

Got a chrome glock got it cocked

Red dot on yo knot

As I pop

Nonstop

Till you drop

Pronounced dead

On the spot

Its a tragedy when I spin yo fuckin block

A nigga, from blackconnect

Will leave ya wet

Fa sho yo face is on the next

If ya disrespect

I aint fakin it, yo life Im takin it

Hollow points bullets racin it

Niggas aint makin it

When I bust

Tell it to any nigga chopper bullets you cant trust

If you bust, when I spray

Head for shelter

10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna fail ya

A lot of punk niggas try to play hard

Put yo face on a fresh tee sendin that ass to the morgue

Better be cool if you dont, thats all on you.

Bullet proof:

16 worth a mill my whole clique push dope

Transportin kis in the all black camero

50 gs on the seat, layin next to my heat

Im a hot boy to the police

And Im a thug on the street

Yeah I score from slim and b

10 a ki, real ogs, 36 ozs formed the halves

Goin for 2 gs

Upt connect, bout stackin, leave ya wet

Niggas who disrespect, my chopper put in check

Big body on broaders, thats all I know

Mansion on washetona 6 figures on the floor

Double r and dr watched by uptown security guards

10 gs a ki, 36 os a piece

4 and a half, 2 gs, but Ill take 18

Got some niggas on my team bout head bussin and green

Flippin hundreds to gs, hoopties, to benzies

I get my kis, from my uncle kc

Hes a magnolia soldier

Be in 10 in angola

Shoot out in that nolia

Knock ya head off ya shoulders

Juvenile:

I aint about no playin

When Im comin get out the way

Gun play, bussin a nigga ass on the runway

Head straight back to the hot block

Flight in a half

If Im out there bad I might cut you in half

Utp tatooed it, across my stomach stay booted

Look Im a looter, holdin the ruger

Or a 6 shooter

On tuesdays and thursdays

You better watch for the sweep

Look them people gon act a ass if you get caught in the street

Im layin off in some room by my bitch duckin them people

Staked out the area, and rob the chinese store

Do it like its legal, I heard heads in power

Bitches want the dope dick children and cop blockers

Niggas in the cut with ski masks lookin for me

Im on top of the roof with a chopper watchin em too

Fuck with me your mans urge get in his curtains

Now send ya people

To the tc and we gon hurt em

Im seein niggas

Shootin like that heavy on bauds and tens

Im in the chevy with b.g. and our girlfriends

Park round the corner leave ya gun and creep slow

Look bitch this aint the night show, lay it down hoe

Ya think Im playin, ask baby and slim how I can

Hook me up I dont have time for no games

Look here I stompin in this bitch

Im chompin a new fit

Im bound to snatch a hoe and make her monkey on this dick

Look at what ya facin partner

A whole nation

Of niggas thats mind damaged

Out here paper chasin

With that iron ima roll wit em

Mama dont pray for me I dont back down from no nigga

They got a place for me

Lil wayne:

See I want millions, hundreds and big thousands

Tryin to rain clout and third ward public housin

Uptown streets is where all my ends meet

Give me 9 9 g tryin to see my destiny

I do it all to ball drop the phone if I call

See Im livin real large eventhough Im real small

But dont let that fool ya

Money rules everything around me

Creepin up silent behind ya thats where ya find me

I aint hear for a lil

I want the whole damn spot

I cock my glock and have ya plot so I turn out to the top

Nigga be runnin with money

Things you doin I done done it

9 9 point 5 mil big deals keep it comin

Slugs hummin chopper gunning catch the vapor from the laser

Infrared fled big bread money maker

Pop a slug barrell shaker for big paper

Big ballin life taker for big caker

Ben franklin, bank televancin big bankin

Bust em ? ? ? ? em, left stankin ship sankin

Aint no such thing like see another nigga come up

But if I dont know that other nigga, then his come up is my stuff

Call it a bluff if you want, but come and test for ya own

See how quick model homes leave home and fell a dome

Roam to the top, slip up and get buck

Get out my way, fo I spray

Im tryin to live up

B.g.:

Young thugger, baby gangsta

Thug or get popped

Off top

Aim my pistol straight for head shots

I release the safety, if ya chase me

Best waste me

Dont hunt bitch down in ya way

Or ya make me

Reverse the game and wax that ass

Stop you from playin

I clear yo block on that ass

Nigga wonder why I stress

Uptowns the place

Its the best

We got weapons thatll go through ya vest

Get left wet

Disrespect its beef fo sho

Got back up, from the mac melph calio

You got coke, and dont wanna go broke

Vl it

Cuz around me bitch Im doin bad ya cant sell it

B.g. terrorize

4 niggas ya dig

Bitch niggas get split

If you got change on ya wig

Ill take the hit

Real fast and quick

226 my clique cash money the shit

Project heroes

Bout 6 zeroes

Makin records is the front we got 10 kilos

Unload reload

If ya ball you fall

If I jack you I dont want half I want all

Stand tall for mine

Nuts hang Im real

My skills outstandin

Kill or be killed

Niggas out to give me the blues

Let em kill me, I refuse

Im down for killing

But the one of I was accused

I leave ya funky

I put my trunk-y

Hair by a monkey

So what ya self cuz Im down to act a donkey

In the n.o. town, jackers 3, 4 deep

Put ya sleep if ya playin wit a qb

Bitch

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