HOT NIGGA REMIX FIRST SONG OFF ...
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Ima hot nigga, I'll melt the beat,
Yall do it small, yall like elfs to me.
You aint talkin money
So its fuck whatchu tellin me,
This aint a world muhfucka this is hell to me,
I get yo girl to blow me,
Something like the thunder gun,
When I'm in the booth man, I just have a ton of fun,
Im coming for you wack ass rappers so you better run,
I aint never been a bitch, you could get punched.
True shit though, all I need is family,
Im goin hard so the labels will come after me,
Im killin shit got a lot of dudes mad at me,
I put a cape on em now they supermad at me.
You a bitch boy I bet you got ovaries,
Liked yo girls' pic and now she cant get over me,
And before Chiraq no one noticed me.
I dont shoot guns, I just throw hands,
I got family, I dont need no friends.
She thought I sucked I played my song and she said oh damn,
You should have a deal now Im mad as hell.
Fuck with us and then we tweakin hoe (tweakin hoe),
These rappers rappin for no reason though (reason though).
For my niggas they are fienden though,
And I fuckin killed this part, if you didnt know.
Im spittin some good shit you know that I'm good bitch,
Like a log boy Im wishin you would bitch,
Make my family happy Im wishin I could bitch! (x2)
Fuck suicide, try to stay alive,
If I see you tryna cut, then Ima take the knife,
And have a long talk witchu, try to save ya life,
Ya life aint bad enough for you to take ya life!
Ima hot nigga I got the hottest raps,
I killed this shit it went to heaven now its holy crap,
I go in and cant nobody hold me back,
Its my time not yours, I dont got time for that.
Life's rough, sorta like dog barks,
Man Im just tryna get green like frogs are,
All you rappers funny, hardy har har,
And you so gassed up that it made you fart.
Ima hot nigga and they know that,
She seen my Chiraq and now she tryna throw that.
I been makin hits but the videos blow up,
And niggas made at me cause I might blow up.
But so what, I worked hard for it,
And I aint ever eat, I starved for this,
And Im spitten all facts, Im positive,
I explode on the beat, Im bombin it!
Hope you got your flak jacket,
Hit ya girl from the rear, she got back spasms,
Im spittin straight dope, wheres the fuckin crack addicts,
Hotter than an attic,
Your whole team hyped up they over-dramatic.
Ima hot nigga, check my temperature,
Your girl knew my name I aint even have to question her,
She tryna fuck me cause she said you be stressin her,
I hit it for a minute, still got the best of her.
Gotcha girl tryna kick it like Gohan,
If you kick me then you riskin it-No one!
I do this for my mom, and do it for the people,
Bitch Im the bomb, and that is illegal.
Ima hot nigga but I aint on fire,
We dont play yo shit, it would make us all tired,
And you all fired, bitch you work for me.
I put my track on and got your girl to twerk for me,
Heard this song and got the urgency to hurt the beat.
Im Eminem, You Lil Wayne,
I straight murk the beat, you give it a lil pain,
Im smart with my music, you must have a lil brain.
I beat up beats like I whooped Dre's headphones,
I murdered this track man I got this beat a headstone,
Rocked ya girls world so she call me Fred Flinstone,
Killed the beat the right way but they say Im dead wrong!
Ima hot nigga, keep the fumes away,
I drop one of my songs and they scream hiphip hooray!
Spir or be spit on, choose today,
All I got is hope and I love to do is Prey!
//This is a full song remix! Hope you like it!
//First off my new mixtape HOPES AND DREAMS
//Shoutout goes to Greatthekingslayer, Zylosylo,
KNB, Carlcee, and Justin. Thanks everyone
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