lirik lagu hot boys - gangsta nigga
[lil wayne]
holla at me n-gg- you know it be weezy “the don”
i murder easy but hard to kill like steven segal
its paper, p-ssy, and pistols p-ss love to the pimp
i’m clutching a m busting that tip for f-cking with him
i’m stuck with the hustle, smuggling whatever for the cheddar
tucking the metal don’t play and i’ll get f-cked if i let em
i gotta ride til i resign its squad or die
and any coward try its homicide
we got glocks and stuff, got federal agents watching us
got n-gg-z hitting glocks see us i love (?)
see i’m above any n-gg- that you name
hop up out the blue thang
with two flames like “what you saying?”
i do’s my thug thang daily
380 tucked under the seat of the s-cl-ss
shots rip your chest fast
i’m a mother f-cking mess man
street n-gg-z fo sho
a fire hot boy ok? ya know
[chorus: tq]
we only like gangsta sh-t
cause i drive a gangsta car
and street n-gg-z run this sh-t
we only like gangsta broads
if you wanna see gangsta sh-t
then push me a lil too far
cause street n-gg-z might not quite
you gone have to call the law
[turk]
n-gg-z keep they stash in they ash
round where i’m from
uptown and that nolia we sold smoked chumps
quick to steal a n-gg- any time of the day
if his -ss outta line we ain’t standing all day
pimp, play off top better believe that dog
and plus we stay strapped ducking short of the law
i run with solid n-gg-z that’ll ride for me
sh-t head craig, running red and my n-gg- big ki
sh-t i rap about i’m one n-gg- that live it
c-ke, dope, guns, n-gg- i live it
i’m only 19 and i’m down for killing
just because a n-gg- rap dog don’t get it twisted
i send shots quick through your jerseys and filas
my finger get to flicking please believe i ain’t missing
lil turk +young & thuggin’+ know you n-gg-z know about me
cash money hot boy play dog and watch me c-ck it
i’m a street n-gg-
[chorus]
[b.g.]
if i rap about it n-gg- i done lived it out
it ain’t sh-t i’m fantasying this sh-t i been ’bout
i’m a ghetto mother f-cker, keep a k with a drum
quick to do a n-gg- something, i don’t give a f-ck
i run the streets, all 12 months of the year
and where i’m from you can’t come
if you ain’t from round here
i’m thugged out to the fullest – call me b.g.
someone you don’t want to play with cause i’m h-o-t
fire, burning, scorching, flaming
you gone melt n-gg- wishing that it was raining
play the game as you want wined up in a trunk
you better think before you do because you don’t
i be bustin’ heads, running from feds, duckin’ laws
ride all day don’t rest til i kill ’em all
i be thuggin’ hard and you know that i play it raw
send ya to the morgue
cause i’m a mother f-cking street n-gg-
[chorus]
[juvenile]
i had a little profit out the other hood
i used to go by her house in the wee-wee hours
creeping, laying the wood
they had n-gg-z on the block but they knew i was cool
but still on g.p. i used to keep me a two
cause she know not what a n-gg- think
plus you know now that if a n-gg- tryin’ pull gank
that’s life though
whodie just like i thought b-tch was straight hatin’ dog
me i was ’bout having war, i was impatient ya’ll
i stopped going by my peeps house chillin’
i stayed in my hood plotting how i’m gone kill him
now my girl say the n-gg- been watching the house
so i’ma go and show the whodie what this drama about
what i’ma do to him its gonna make his momma freak out
i’ma either get him in or outside of his house
people gone say “lord, lil one died hard
took it to the head five times in the backyard”
[chorus]
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