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jsb - hot nigga (ghoul mix) lyrics

[intro: jsb]
(yo yo yo, coming fresh from out of the bronx n-ggaaaaa. . .)
it’s your n-gga, jsb (f-ck that fufu lame sh-t n-gga)
(yea n-ggaaaa, lets do this thing)
you know. . . i’m on my, ghoul sh-t
g 4 prez, november n-gga, better look out

this is the near and immediate danger
(get your smarts up. . .)

[verse 1: jsb]
n-gga
raddy said, lyricist is dead n-gga
but this morning i still got up out my bed n-gga (wavy)
word too, quote everything i says n-gga (i said it)
i’m a hot n-gga, and i’m aiming for your head n-gga
these kids rap about bullets in yo back boy
that’s a back pack rapper packing straps to his back boy
i ain’t carry sh-t, i brought n-ggas with the straps boy
cause i’m a nerd, i’m just tryna play my game boy
ain’t finna stop till i got money out the wahzoo
i ain’t mad ho, so why’s you?
another story, ‘nother tattoo
we both tryna eat n-gga, why shoot?
unless you steppin’, up to the wrong door
finna look around, wonder how you end up on the floor
n-gga got a heater, that’s that al gore
have you feeling sleepy, why you think we call it serta for?
but i’m just tryna educate
f-ck what the government tryna delegate
ferguson is the first step man
before you know it, you gon’ wake up in a fema camp
but back to the streets n-gga
back to the bodies lying in the creek n-gga
these n-ggas tryna duck the round from a gun squad
i’m tryna dodge the ones the ones in the cop car
this is the hvr, in a slr, carrying an ar
with the n-ggas in the streets tracking your moves
like a radar, with a laser, and a razor
that’s a sight in the cut, infrared beams from a race car
malcolm x with an african rebel camp
this is a 8 year old c-cking the hammer back
at first you see blinding white light as you fall
and when you hit the pavement it go all black
i’m that n-gga you see in the summer wearing all black
seen n-ggas in heat waves rocking sky mask
same n-ggas in the streets tryna push snow
ever seen a snowflake imported out of mexico
which is worse, cocaine, or pepsi co.?
these n-ggas as hard as an oreo
that’s a cream filled center
i’m calling you ho n-ggas nothing but a bunch of glory holes
stop glorifying violence
stop bending over and taking it in silence
shout out to my n-gga psylence
illuminati finna say we both crash landed on an island
(don’t believe ’em. . .)
i can take you back to the trap house
or a library, whichever one you want to rap about
i’m on some super lupe rap sh-t
that’s the magnum c-m laude on some trap sh-t
shout out to joe ghrandmah and raddy ho (raddy ho!)
t.a.g, and a.v. yo (i see you)
and everybody else better thank me
for not ending your career about a week ago
f-ck with me, i’m the g-o-a-t ho
heard you wanted bars, so i blessed the track, jsb, ho
and i’m a ghoul n-gga
g 4 prez, stay tuned n-gga

[outro]

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