rondoe – hot lyrics
[intro]
aye yo, its diamond star production present
f+cka sucka
dj caprice
[verse 1]
n+ggas say they hot and if they hot, i’m scortchin’
first n+gga that i see i’m funkin’ wit, i’m torchin’
suckas tryin to jack my swag, cuz i’m the dopest
your b+tch is tryin to throw me the p+ssy, but i don’t want it
plus i’m the coldest thing since the last ice storm
boy i’m on fire, you n+ggas is barley lukewarm
f+ck a 9 to 5, my po tellin’ me to get a job
f+ck all that, b+tch i work for the mob
i hustle, no p+ssy gangsta, i’m something like a pimp
f+ck all the suckas that’s hatin’ on me and flip
i rocc brim boy gang, i don’t fucc wit you n+ggas
keep fakin’ and playin’, you’ll be the next victim
you n+ggas can’t see me with this music or street sh+t
remind me of a slug bucket, all you do is suck d+ck
n+ggas keep actin like i ain’t mobbin’
cuz the boys’ll go hard like dennis rodman
[talking]
man (man)
n+ggas can’t fucc wit me man (n+ggas can’t fucc wit me)
n+ggas ain’t tryin to c me about sh+t (you ain’t tryin to c me bout nothing)
that’s right
[verse 2]
i ain’t a jack+boy, but i can gеt my n+ggas to rob ’em
have one of you n+ggas kilt, man it ain’t no problеm
ya’ll say i’m dope, n+gga i am cocaine
you n+ggas fake gangstas, ya’ll remind me of ray j
you suckas all b+tch, ya’ll remind me of shanae+nae
but i’m bout mine, my heart don’t pump kool+aid
suckas say they hard, but n+gga i’m way harder
n+ggas better get out of dodge, like a charger
i’m real with this sh+t, i don’t do no rap beef
hit a n+gga block and make ’em run like an athlete
f+ck what you sayin, and f+ck what you n+ggas thinking
ill pull up, let me yank it, without blinking
me and you n+ggas ain’t nothing alike
i was riding dubs when you n+ggas was riding bikes
when you was coppin’ dubs, i was coppin’ them zippers
quit asking me, nah, i don’t fucc wit you n+ggas
[talking]
naw i don’t fucc with you n+ggas (naw)
know what i’m saying
brim boy gang or no gang with me n+gga
free phatz loc n+gga (my n+gga)
know what i’m sayin (know what i’m sayin)
pancake’a’n+gga, real fast (pancake your b+tchass)
know what i’m sayin (know what i’m sayin)
free gambino n+gga, free d boy n+gga (d boy n+gga)
yea (yea)
what’s up flip (what up lil bro)
n+ggas hate us man (n+ggas hate us man)
that’s right (that’s right)
what’s up bro (what’s up bro)
these n+ggas can’t fucc with me
you n+ggas can’t fucc with rondoe man
yea, you ain’t tryin to c me about nothing n+gga
straight up
n+ggas fucc yourself, n+gga i probably get more p+ssy man (hahaha)
you n+ggas is p+ssy man (you n+ggas is hoes)
hoes man, know what i’m talking about (talking about)
shout out to all the real n+ggas (shout out to the real n+ggas)
yea (yea)
yea
f+cka sucka (f+cka sucka)
straight up (straight up)
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