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lirik lagu hot – rondoe

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[intro]
aye yo, its diamond star production present
f*cka sucka
dj caprice

[verse 1]
n*ggas say they hot and if they hot, i’m scortchin’
first n*gga that i see i’m funkin’ wit, i’m torchin’
suckas tryin to jack my swag, cuz i’m the dopest
your b*tch is tryin to throw me the p*ssy, but i don’t want it
plus i’m the coldest thing since the last ice storm
boy i’m on fire, you n*ggas is barley lukewarm
f*ck a 9 to 5, my po tellin’ me to get a job
f*ck all that, b*tch i work for the mob
i hustle, no p*ssy gangsta, i’m something like a pimp
f*ck all the suckas that’s hatin’ on me and flip
i rocc brim boy gang, i don’t fucc wit you n*ggas
keep fakin’ and playin’, you’ll be the next victim
you n*ggas can’t see me with this music or street sh*t
remind me of a slug bucket, all you do is suck d*ck
n*ggas keep actin like i ain’t mobbin’
cuz the boys’ll go hard like dennis rodman

[talking]
man (man)
n*ggas can’t fucc wit me man (n*ggas can’t fucc wit me)
n*ggas ain’t tryin to c me about sh*t (you ain’t tryin to c me bout nothing)
that’s right

[verse 2]
i ain’t a jack*boy, but i can gеt my n*ggas to rob ’em
have one of you n*ggas kilt, man it ain’t no problеm
ya’ll say i’m dope, n*gga i am cocaine
you n*ggas fake gangstas, ya’ll remind me of ray j
you suckas all b*tch, ya’ll remind me of shanae*nae
but i’m bout mine, my heart don’t pump kool*aid
suckas say they hard, but n*gga i’m way harder
n*ggas better get out of dodge, like a charger
i’m real with this sh*t, i don’t do no rap beef
hit a n*gga block and make ’em run like an athlete
f*ck what you sayin, and f*ck what you n*ggas thinking
ill pull up, let me yank it, without blinking
me and you n*ggas ain’t nothing alike
i was riding dubs when you n*ggas was riding bikes
when you was coppin’ dubs, i was coppin’ them zippers
quit asking me, nah, i don’t fucc wit you n*ggas

[talking]
naw i don’t fucc with you n*ggas (naw)
know what i’m saying
brim boy gang or no gang with me n*gga
free phatz loc n*gga (my n*gga)
know what i’m sayin (know what i’m sayin)
pancake’a’n*gga, real fast (pancake your b*tchass)
know what i’m sayin (know what i’m sayin)
free gambino n*gga, free d boy n*gga (d boy n*gga)
yea (yea)
what’s up flip (what up lil bro)
n*ggas hate us man (n*ggas hate us man)
that’s right (that’s right)
what’s up bro (what’s up bro)
these n*ggas can’t fucc with me
you n*ggas can’t fucc with rondoe man
yea, you ain’t tryin to c me about nothing n*gga
straight up
n*ggas fucc yourself, n*gga i probably get more p*ssy man (hahaha)
you n*ggas is p*ssy man (you n*ggas is hoes)
hoes man, know what i’m talking about (talking about)
shout out to all the real n*ggas (shout out to the real n*ggas)
yea (yea)
yea
f*cka sucka (f*cka sucka)
straight up (straight up)

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