letra de hot - key glock
[intro]
hey
hey i know i’m hot
and you not, hah
[chorus]
all these n-gg-s say they hot, sh-t you must not heard of glock
mister pull up let it pop, mister don’t play ’bout his guap
and ever since a tot i been playin’ ’round with them blocks
close your legs, ho give me top, and my coupe cruise like a yacht
pipe down lil n-gg-, you ain’t hot
i just left the lot, yeah you know i gets a lot
very large amounts, yeah you know what i’m about
no we don’t play around, get ’em in and get ’em out
[verse 1]
godd-mn all this water got me drowning
vvs’s, forty thousand my medallion
i been fly b-tch, i don’t need no pilot
every time i’m gucci’d down, i be styling
racks for my shirt, belt, and shoes, i’m fresher than you
just pulled up in the coupe, had the kids like ooh
no i don’t wear no trues, but my pockets on buddha
my chopper got a cooler, pull up, we bust your medula
godd-mn lil glock, you too hot
how you rack your bands and get another drop?
how you put all of them diamonds in your watch?
why the f-ck you go and get another charm?
[chorus]
all these n-gg-s say they hot, sh-t you must not heard of glock
mister pull up let it pop, mister don’t play ’bout his guap
and ever since a tot i been playin’ ’round with them blocks
close your legs, ho give me top, and my coupe cruise like a yacht
pipe down lil n-gg-, you ain’t hot
i just left the lot, yeah you know i gets a lot
very large amounts, yeah you know what i’m about
no we don’t play around, get ’em in and get ’em out
[verse 2]
same young n-gg- riding ’round with them rounds
you just the same n-gg- riding ’round talking down
naw we don’t play around, turn your smile into a frown
make my n-gg-s clear the crowd
run in when them guns sound (gang sh-t)
ah sh-t, breaking news, he got hit with the tool
they came up on the block and then they popped him and got loose
they came up on the block and then they sweeped it like a broom
i came up off the block then turned all my rocks into jewels, b-tch
[chorus]
all these n-gg-s say they hot, sh-t you must not heard of glock
mister pull up let it pop, mister don’t play ’bout his guap
and ever since a tot i been playin’ ’round with them blocks
close your legs, ho give me top, and my coupe cruise like a yacht
pipe down lil n-gg-, you ain’t hot
i just left the lot, yeah you know i gets a lot
very large amounts, yeah you know what i’m about
no we don’t play around, get ’em in and get ’em out
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