Текст песни Hot Boys - Spittin Game, слова песни Hot Boys

Текст песни Hot Boys - Spittin Game

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Fresh. slim, baby. hot boys. hot boys in this bitch. check it out.Turk:Niggas steady getting choppedLosin they life behind stupid shitAint that a bitchNiggas, gettin they wig splitAnd its a shameKillin has became a fameI cannot see my brains layinOn the groundI keep my 9 on my waistlineChop em downPicks up the shells to leave no evidence aroundAnd, its t-shirt landWhen niggas aint playinGot a chrome glock got it cockedRed dot on yo knotAs I popNonstopTill you dropPronounced deadOn the spotIts a tragedy when I spin yo fuckin blockA nigga, from blackconnectWill leave ya wetFa sho yo face is on the nextIf ya disrespectI aint fakin it, yo life Im takin itHollow points bullets racin itNiggas aint makin itWhen I bustTell it to any nigga chopper bullets you cant trustIf you bust, when I sprayHead for shelter10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna fail yaA lot of punk niggas try to play hardPut yo face on a fresh tee sendin that ass to the morgueBetter be cool if you dont, thats all on you.Bullet proof:16 worth a mill my whole clique push dopeTransportin kis in the all black camero50 gs on the seat, layin next to my heatIm a hot boy to the policeAnd Im a thug on the streetYeah I score from slim and b10 a ki, real ogs, 36 ozs formed the halvesGoin for 2 gsUpt connect, bout stackin, leave ya wetNiggas who disrespect, my chopper put in checkBig body on broaders, thats all I knowMansion on washetona 6 figures on the floorDouble r and dr watched by uptown security guards10 gs a ki, 36 os a piece4 and a half, 2 gs, but Ill take 18Got some niggas on my team bout head bussin and greenFlippin hundreds to gs, hoopties, to benziesI get my kis, from my uncle kcHes a magnolia soldierBe in 10 in angolaShoot out in that noliaKnock ya head off ya shouldersJuvenile:I aint about no playinWhen Im comin get out the wayGun play, bussin a nigga ass on the runwayHead straight back to the hot blockFlight in a halfIf Im out there bad I might cut you in halfUtp tatooed it, across my stomach stay bootedLook Im a looter, holdin the rugerOr a 6 shooterOn tuesdays and thursdaysYou better watch for the sweepLook them people gon act a ass if you get caught in the streetIm layin off in some room by my bitch duckin them peopleStaked out the area, and rob the chinese storeDo it like its legal, I heard heads in powerBitches want the dope dick children and cop blockersNiggas in the cut with ski masks lookin for meIm on top of the roof with a chopper watchin em tooFuck with me your mans urge get in his curtainsNow send ya peopleTo the tc and we gon hurt emIm seein niggasShootin like that heavy on bauds and tensIm in the chevy with b.g. and our girlfriendsPark round the corner leave ya gun and creep slowLook bitch this aint the night show, lay it down hoeYa think Im playin, ask baby and slim how I canHook me up I dont have time for no gamesLook here I stompin in this bitchIm chompin a new fitIm bound to snatch a hoe and make her monkey on this dickLook at what ya facin partnerA whole nationOf niggas thats mind damagedOut here paper chasinWith that iron ima roll wit emMama dont pray for me I dont back down from no niggaThey got a place for meLil wayne:See I want millions, hundreds and big thousandsTryin to rain clout and third ward public housinUptown streets is where all my ends meetGive me 9 9 g tryin to see my destinyI do it all to ball drop the phone if I callSee Im livin real large eventhough Im real smallBut dont let that fool yaMoney rules everything around meCreepin up silent behind ya thats where ya find meI aint hear for a lilI want the whole damn spotI cock my glock and have ya plot so I turn out to the topNigga be runnin with moneyThings you doin I done done it9 9 point 5 mil big deals keep it cominSlugs hummin chopper gunning catch the vapor from the laserInfrared fled big bread money makerPop a slug barrell shaker for big paperBig ballin life taker for big cakerBen franklin, bank televancin big bankinBust em ? ? ? ? em, left stankin ship sankinAint no such thing like see another nigga come upBut if I dont know that other nigga, then his come up is my stuffCall it a bluff if you want, but come and test for ya ownSee how quick model homes leave home and fell a domeRoam to the top, slip up and get buckGet out my way, fo I sprayIm tryin to live upB.g.:Young thugger, baby gangstaThug or get poppedOff topAim my pistol straight for head shotsI release the safety, if ya chase meBest waste meDont hunt bitch down in ya wayOr ya make meReverse the game and wax that assStop you from playinI clear yo block on that assNigga wonder why I stressUptowns the placeIts the bestWe got weapons thatll go through ya vestGet left wetDisrespect its beef fo shoGot back up, from the mac melph calioYou got coke, and dont wanna go brokeVl itCuz around me bitch Im doin bad ya cant sell itB.g. terrorize4 niggas ya digBitch niggas get splitIf you got change on ya wigIll take the hitReal fast and quick226 my clique cash money the shitProject heroesBout 6 zeroesMakin records is the front we got 10 kilosUnload reloadIf ya ball you fallIf I jack you I dont want half I want allStand tall for mineNuts hang Im realMy skills outstandinKill or be killedNiggas out to give me the bluesLet em kill me, I refuseIm down for killingBut the one of <edited> I was accusedI leave ya funkyI put my trunk-yHair by a monkeySo what ya self cuz Im down to act a donkeyIn the n.o. town, jackers 3, 4 deepPut ya sleep if ya playin wit a qbBitch

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