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letra de on em - hotboy wes

[intro: hotboy wes]
ay, uru thisabeats
i can’t even hear my n-gga say, i can’t ev, i can’t even hear my n-gga say
ain’t that dj chose over there? look like dj chose
aye, aye this how i’m comin’ out this b-tch

[verse 1: hotboy wes]
i can’t even hear my n-gga say big brother no more (what?)
mention his name on my lil’ brother, it’s smoke (on god)
i’m from the gutter that b-tch flooded with dope (check)
i done got down bad to rob my cousin before (f-ck that n-gga)
that’s ’cause blood don’t mean sh-t n-gga (sh-t)
loyalty for royalty, loyalty make us cl!ck n-gga (gang)
all behind a diss, i say that bliss, might sh-t a dish getter (grrt)
got kicked out at fourteen, granny had found my fifth pistol (what?)
had a streak with dope fiends, roaches, robbers, and whip stealers (dope)
went eighty-five up on it, but on me i keep the big pills
i’m in my fifth apartment, i was starving like a stick figure (juug)
never thought in my wildest dreams i’d be a rich n-gga
gucci on my sleeves, spent thousands on my appearance (appearance)

[chorus: hotboy wes]
dope fiends and demons got it ’bout it on my spirit (spirit)
dippin’ while i’m whippin’, i be smilin’ while i’m steering (steering)
carvin’ cross the country this so tired engineering (skrrt)
heard that they gon’ slum me, they mumblin’, i don’t hear ’em (blatt)
no, i’ve been over thuggin’ on my mud, i don’t hurt ’em (at all)
me and my po bussin’ ’bout the money in my urn (okay, okay)
bbs in my smile, put diamonds in my veneers (gang)
last n-gga dissed the gang, disappeared, n-gga where ya? (gang)
[verse 2: hotboy wes]
i’m gonna spray this b-tch without no aim on it
all black hooded and fully, i got that thang on me (boom)
granny say, “we lookin’ like bullets”, ain’t got no name on ’em (stop that sh-t)
i be with the same homies, i can never change on ’em (squad)
b-tch, i got that thang on ’em
i’ma put that flame on ’em
every feature lethal, i promise, i put that pain on ’em (there you go)
just don’t drop that addy lil’ daddy and we gon’ bang on (bang on)
really gon’ be rappin’ every beat, i like to sang on ’em (sang on ’em)
changin’ ’bout your statement on the napkin that’s a shame on you (shame)
we gon’ put a package on lil’ daddy, put that change on ’em (change on ’em)
cousin came up for parole, but they denied him
he don’t give a f-ck, he thuggin’ on the verizon

[chorus: hotboy wes & dj chose]
dope fiends and demons got it ’bout it on my spirit (spirit)
dippin’ while i’m whippin’, i be smilin’ while i’m steering (steering)
carvin’ cross the country this so tired engineering (skrrt)
heard that they gon’ slum me, they mumblin’, i don’t hear ’em (blatt)
no, i’ve been over thuggin’ on my mud, i don’t hurt ’em (at all)
me and my po bussin’ ’bout the money in my urn (okay, okay)
bbs in my smile, put diamonds in my veneers (ain’t that dj chose over there?)
last n-gga dissed the gang, disappeared, n-gga where ya?

[verse 3: dj chose]
elementary, shawty got this sh-t out for the road
in my hood if we ain’t got a switch you got a plug (aye)
only stop my daddy over here with some drugs (yeah)
f-ck some many thottys, yeah, i’m hidin’ with the love
think the dj choose, h-ll yeah my pockets thick (thick)
i got the biggest amg, it’s lookin’ like i hit a l!ck (skrrt, skrrt)
aye, six years ago, i was in a motherf-ckin’ trailer (ooh)
had a crash on the caterer, she had left me out of paper (uh)
do you know what it’s like to see them n-ggas? we in first (first)
do you know what it’s like to just go harder when it hurts? (hurts)
my n-gga did a pitty, put your partner on a shirt
and i don’t drop no bags, it was for free if he got murdered (boom)
[chorus: hotboy wes]
dope fiends and demons got it ’bout it on my spirit (spirit)
dippin’ while i’m whippin’, i be smilin’ while i’m steering (steering)
carvin’ cross the country this so tired engineering (skrrt)
heard that they gon’ slum me, they mumblin’, i don’t hear ’em (blatt)
no, i’ve been over thuggin’ on my mud, i don’t hurt ’em (at all)
me and my po bussin’ ’bout the money in my urn (okay, okay)
bbs in my smile, put diamonds in my veneers (gang)
last n-gga dissed the gang, disappeared, n-gga where ya?

- hotboy wes

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