A lot of niggas is saying they like me Because I flow so tightly, my wear glow so brightly But I ain't gonna quit, know I go hard And a dog don't for shit You see me on the block, but if I see the police I break out, cause I'm to the cops I just put up a 7-20's on the drop, I'm fin to take a With a couple of honies on the I be the don of this rap shit, and my album going niggas is going double plastic Shit'll get tragic, if one of you Choose to make me use my Click-clack-blow, the Hot Spitter to show you niggas how I get down Doing donuts in a Viper, and I probably won't I burn all the grip off my tires
- 2x] Now everywhere I go, they ask what I for Money, and clothes all a nigga know And when I get my chips, you what I'ma go and get A house and kicks, and a of whips
Now when I pull up, niggas running Trans cars That'll backwards, in a black Jaguar You niggas is actors, Hot Spitter the Set a fire to the mic, when I in the booth None other than me, around In the yellow Humvee, gun my seat You don't none of me, cause I'm the man You can't spit, like you lost just a life or Man, why you niggas wanna rhyme me When I leave, watch the run behind my jeep Now peep me, smooth and calm White Air Force 1's, white tux I went to the prom 100,000 dollar watch on my arm, everytime I in the club All the watching my arm The Hot Spitter, and I give a fuck what you think I got more ice than a super-size drink, holla back
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