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hot - tyronfrmda100s lyrics

[chorus]
foe nem bring them glizzies wit’ me
keep on shooting till it’s empty
b*tches goin crazy in the room they shaking ass and titties
ion gotta act tuff but n*ggas kno me in the city
air it out just for them n*ggas who said that we don’t get busy
switch it up like bobby smurda we’ll make it hot(hot)
we not doctors but one move we’ll get a n*gga flu shot
switch it up like bobby smurda we’ll make it hot(hot)
n*ggas always wanna hard till these bullets make a f*ck n*gga rot
[verse]
bring them poles out you would think we fishing
like 6ix9ine n*gga really snitches
air it out with them f*cking switches
if y’all f*ck wit opps then y’all n*ggas tripping
like adin ross i’ll leave you twitching
so you best believe that i’m really wit’ it
cremate his ass, put em in a blunt, now that n*gga got my f*cking lungs hitting
when you see me better mind yo business
f*ck y’all favorite rappers man these n*ggas b*tches
keep the 33 like scottie pippen
i’m from chicago where we always drilling
they ain’t get back it ain’t no competition
she sucking d*ck and you f*cking kissing
i’ll put that metal right to yo face then pull the trigger now yo top missing
talking all that sh*t we spray that automatic
make em disappear like it was magic
have his ass flyin like aladdin
make one move we spray that ratchet
n*ggas all on d*ck like these n*ggas f*ggots
lay em’ down like a f*cking pallet
get retaliation r.i.p to havik
and we blitzing sh*t like we playing madden
we lighting sh*t like a ambulance
leave a n*gga stiff like a mannequin
barrel to yo head now you panicking
put em in the trunk no elephant
he was whooping now he a skeleton
what the f*ck is opps they irrelevant
ion take advice of who i’m better than
have em’ paralyzed taking medicine
keep that metal on me like i’m tinman
i’ll get you dead like a hit man
imma hit a n*gga wit that fn
so don’t play wit me or imma get yo friends
n*ggas kno that i’m from dat wild 100s
you was cappin’, now it’s holes in yo stomach
you think it’s sweet and i’ll shoot in public
and now u dead ain’t no repercussion
n*gga who you wit’ when i spray that bernie mac
doctors tryna get these hollows out his back
how you say you real you hang wit a rat
you can only feel this if u from da raq
ain’t no weed this a opp pack
i f*cked yo sister yea her ass fat
5 to body leave em inna morgue, stitched up and that n*gga face flat
[chorus]
foe nem bring them glizzies wit’ me
keep on shooting till it’s empty
b*tches goin crazy in the room they shaking ass and titties
ion gotta act tuff but n*ggas kno me in the city
air it out just for them n*ggas who said that we don’t get busy
switch it up like bobby smurda we’ll make it hot(hot)
we not doctors but one move we’ll get a n*gga flu shot
switch it up like bobby smurda we’ll make it hot
n*ggas always wanna hard till these bullets make a f*ck n*gga rot(hot)

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