tone – hop out lyrics
[intro]
yuh yuh
yeah yeah yuh
ghostface
free that n+gga honcho
its that thugstar n+gga (you feel me)
steal that guap type sh+t
rip my n+gga lil’ nate, this go out to all my dead n+ggas
this go out to all my n+ggas in that cell
[chorus]
hop out the chevy and hop in a foreign (you feel me?)
my n+ggas is stepping, that lean we be pourin
she suck on the tip, everybody knows she whoring (yuh yuh)
choppas is heavy we shoot and we floor it (h+ll yuh)
im packing a semi, you want war? then we for it (steal that guap)
sipping on henny cus these nights get boring
im rocking that fendi and your b+tch can’t ignore it
hope you understand me i ain’t tellin no lie
[verse]
she likes how im thugging i put that d+ck in her stomach (i put that d+ck in her stomach)
this n+gga was fronting now his whole family suffering
i be in that houston, you know that im hunting
bags i be running b+tch you know i ain’t stunting (i ain’t ever gon stunt n+gga)
n+ggas want smoke but won’t speak on they mind
my n+ggas scoot up they know i sell by the pound
lil ghost faded i had sipped on a line
get hit with that iron if you f+ck with my slimes
i hotbox marijuana look like a sauna
my cup so muddy i got lean in my soda (sipping on some wockhardt n+gga)
you know i be smoking but i dont f+ck with coca
n+ggas been sleeping but they know im gon blow up
you know where im from n+gga know what i throw up
sipping on purple and i love it so much (southwest money type sh+t!)
you say your hearts cold but my heart is colder
still in school but i dont ever be sober
blue stripes on my bills i look like a hoover
talk down on the gang we gonna scoot with that ruger
ask my n+gga sosa you know how we scoot up
you say you got tools but you’re too scared to do some
you a bark no bite n+gga you talking too much (you talk too much my n+gga)
i be with your b+tch n+gga you think you’re boo’d up
she sayin she faithful , you believe her? you’re too dumb
and if you try to k!ll me you’re body’s gonna get gruesome (pop pop!)
[chorus]
hop out the chevy and hop in a foreign (you feel me?)
my n+ggas is stepping, that lean we be pourin
she suck on the tip, everybody knows she whoring (yuh yuh)
choppas is heavy we shoot and we floor it (h+ll yuh)
im packing a semi, you want war? then we for it (steal that guap)
sipping on henny cus these nights get boring
im rocking that fendi and your b+tch can’t ignore it
hope you understand me i ain’t tellin no lie
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