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get 'em we hot - fes taylor lyrics

[chorus x2: t-bird]
you ain’t no thug, you ain’t got a jail record
you ain’t no killa, you just trynna sell records
get ’em, get ’em, we hot, get ’em, get ’em, we hot
get ’em, get ’em, we hot, gem ’em, get ’em, we hot

[fes taylor:]
so hot they need sun visors, we just shining on
jewelry hand made, willie rocks diamonds on ’em
charts we climbing on ’em, from the bottom to the top
like, lava boil, get ’em, get ’em, we hot
i never shot the soil, i tried to kill a crab
cause if i spend it at, try and lay a n-gg- down
so if i pull it out, unless you got a hundred thou’
can’t stop me from firing, guess who start running now
so f-ck the underground, that’s where i came from
broke n-gg-s like he for real, i’m trying to get paid, son
you know a couple dollars, help you make change that
makes sense, haters wanna see you as the same one
ain’t it our business, n-gg-s is all b-tches
and two can fall, they look at you like lord vicious
before i crawl, witness, taylor
i spread my wings, fly away, to avoid a sentence
or my new alias, call me pastor peac-ck
cause back then, mr. muzzle’s crashing your weed spot
the diesel name increase cops, i’m talking payoffs
the beef stops, n-body eating cause the fiends hot
so peace signs, looking like target signs
run up on your fam in target, if you talking mines
staten island wilding, the whole city love me
dave told me chill, got to start spending 50 money

[chorus x2]

[solo:]
i’m here getting the trap dirty, staying in the trap, you heard me
hustle like boston george, take a day to move birdie
and them wings still flap, never conversate with you rats
i know n-gg-s that take contracts and squeeze those gats
dog i hustle hard, i pimp, i put holes on the track
it’s me, goldy, f-ck going hard, i start on the mack
plus i’m ready to get gangsta, i connected with papi
i came back to the hood, in that fedex charger
i got that purple and green card, n-gg-, coming from oversea partner
disrespect and check it, the mummas on me, partner
f-ck with tasmanian devils straight from panama
i’m the best hustler in the game, that your boss ever saw
two grips in the game, i’m ready for endings in the day
real gangstas don’t talk, just ask and speak for his ways
these choppers tear through your flesh and break your bones
the rugers impact’ll bench homey, so watch where you go
i’m a goon in his prime, some do it oversea
a hustler by nature, amb-ssador turn the key, get ’em

[chorus x2]

[t-bird:]
yo i heard that boy tk was nice, and the streets is bragging on him
i don’t even rhyme no more, i throw my swagger on ’em
shorty said, i was so fly i be jet lagging on ’em
i’m similar to michael jordan, get in my way, i’m banging on ’em
i’m fire, i can’t be touched, you a liar, that talks too much
hip hop wasn’t dead, it was sleeping, i came to wake it up
is these labels fake or what? did they make a mistake or what?
they didn’t sign me, so now i’m about to shake ’em up
these rappers is actors, alot of them is talking tough
can’t make up what i write, cause i actually live this stuff
seen the biggest n-gg-s can step to and have to give it up
i don’t give a f-ck what ya’ll think, dog, i live it up
known on the streets as a dude that’s always standing up
told ya’ll fake mc’s last year to start manning up
most of these rappers is rappers cause they be hearing rappers
and phony rappers is scared of real rappers that’ll clap you actors
i can burn a lot of rappers, i ain’t hating on you rappers
ya’ll better know i mc, and you are just a rapper
cause you better fear the factor, when tko spitting at cha
i am the stone face, i shut it down every place
you f-cking with a heavyweight that makes the crowd levitate
i’m so hot, that i’m fire burning, breathing dragon
you dudes is funny, but i ain’t even laughing, i aim and i keep it blasting
this year it’s time for action, ya’ll talking, let’s get it cracking
plus i can get it popping, and who the h-ll gon’ stop ’em
get ’em, get ’em, i got ’em, and i rose from the bottom
you talking gangsta, i rob ’em, this year i’m a f-cking problem
get ’em, get ’em, we hot, get ’em, get ’em, we hot

[chorus x2]

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