lord hector diono - hot nigga remix lyrics
in truey, i’m some hot n-gga
like i talk to shyste when i shot n-ggas
like you seen him twirl then he drop, n-gga
and we keep them 9 millis on my block, n-gga
and monte keep it on him, he done dropped n-ggas
and trigger he be wilding, he some hot n-gga
tones known to get busy with them glocks, n-gga
try to run down and you can catch a shot, n-gga
running through these checks ’til i p-ss out
and shorty give me neck ’til i p-ss out
i swear to god, all i do is cash out
and if you ain’t a ho, get up out my trap house
i been selling crack since like the 5th grade
really never made no difference what the sh-t made
jaja taught me flip them packs and how to maintain
get that money back and spend it on the same thing
shorty like the way that i ball out
i be getting money ’til fall out, you talking cash, dog, i goes all out
shorty love the way that i floss out
free greezy though, let all of my dogs out
momma said no p-ssy cats inside my dog house
that’s what got my daddy locked up in the dog pound
free phantom though, let all of my dogs out
we gon’ pull up in that hooptie like we cops on ’em
with the 16’s, we gon’ put some shots on him
i send a little thot to send the drop on him
she gon’ call me up and i’m a sick the hots on him
[lord hector diono verse]
swiss coco brown pack marshmallow white
triple beam black its mean fellow night
if it ain’t at least 95 send it back and promise
you won’t like it if we send it back, i diono
i bring out the coco nuts and my coco nuts koo koo
for they coco puffs
what you know about that air show… that’s that
snow and that molly call it scarecrow
shout out to my youngins they gon cash out
shout out to your chick left her -ss out
free big meech that’s my word boy
black roses on the game boy
i can teach her how to get it for my name sake
whisper to the pigeons if they infiltrate
keep my secret kamikaze on the interstate
sing a lullaby before we detonate
[bobby shmurda verse continued]
grimey savage, that’s what we are
grimey shooters dressed in g-star, gs9, i go so hard
but gs for my gun squad
and b-tch if it’s a problem we gon’ gun brawl
shots popping out the ar
i’m with trigger, i’m with rasha, i’m with a-raw
broad daylight and we gon’ let them things bark
tell them n-ggas free meeshie, ho
some way, free breezy, ho
and tell my n-ggas, shmurda teaming, ho
mitch caught a body ’bout a week ago, week ago
f-ck with us and then we tweaking, ho
run up on that n-gga, get to squeezing, ho
everybody catching bullet holes
n-ggas got me on my bully, yo
i’m a run up, put that gun on ’em
i’m a run up, go dumb on ’em
n-ggas got me on that young sh-t
got me on that go dumb sh-t
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