letra de hot boyz - p2dippy
[intro: p2dippy & quis2dippy]
b-tch
you already know what time it is b-tch
we ain’t f-ckin’ with these nord ass n-gga’s
on my brother said, 2d takin’ over
weak ass n-gga’s, these fufu ass n-gga’s
free my brother gtazreckless, free kilo
free mason2dippy baby, free all my brothers out the box
you don’t want the smoke
[verse 1: p2dippy]
aye, sayin’ i ain’t with it, on my mom get yo strips touched
speakin’ on my name, on the gang, get yo b-tch f-cked
i’m just playin’ cause she ham, i’ll just get sucked
pole with the tool, on the hood, boy i been bucked
been a hot boy, don’t believe me? you can ask the opp’s
cold streets big heat, got to keep my glock
i be silent in this sh-t cause i don’t need to talk
but if you trippin’ on the six i can bust yo top
[verse 2: quis2dippy]
b-tch, get the f-ck up out my way
you gon’ get yo ass robbed, cause it’s been a bad day
all about my money, i get cuts like a fade
i be rockin’ with them g’s, you get smoked for the k
hot boys ain’t afraid to pop out
from the norf lil n-gga, but got n-gga’s from the souf
been sockin’ n-gga’s in they motherf-ckin’ mouth
i’m a grummy ass n-gga go and get it out yo spouse
[verse 3: p2dippy]
aye, run up with some soldiers in this war we get active
call midget on the gang he gon’ blast it
say you down with the mob what’s yo status?
bustin’ at the opp’s every day, we don’t practice
matter of a fact, ill get chino on his ass
heard they talk to the jax, new stu’ with them racks
say your brother died, oh that’s cool i ain’t ask
i’ma put him in my blunt, take a hit, then i pass
[verse 4: quis2dippy]
i’m a demy you gonna see me piranha’s
got the cities tryna rob me, on the stick i ain’t havin’ it
put the thirty on a ruger i’ma smoke while i’m blastin’ it
f-ck my dead opp’, get yo ass gone like a {?}
we some hot n-gga’s, on the gang we go {?}
hit him like the folks make him dance, do the tango
f-ck about a b-tch, it’s tag team like bangbros
i’ma kick this b-tch out if she gon’ buy me a faygo
[verse 5: p2dippy]
aye, hot boys, in the winter it get cold
he gon’ freeze up when we try to take his gold
i’ma up-pole, if a sucker feeling bold
it’s a big ass chop it’s gon’ eat his face whole
aye, {?} on the glock left the fair, it get silent
feel like gleezy in this b-tch i get violent
bro’s got my back like some motherf-ckin’ lineman
ain’t seein’ m’s on the gang i ain’t signin’
[verse 6: quis2dippy]
try to hang with the gang, you a f-ck n-gga
on my momma, gon’ get yo ass snuffed n-gga
everybody know that ion even trust n-gga’s
so if i f-ck with you, it’s probably ’bout them bucks n-gga
msc, murder scene, money fiene’s n-gga
if i press yo marc ass, you ain’t gon’ breathe n-gga
shoot shots number nine, dream team n-gga
so if twelve lock you up, you ain’t seen n-gga’s
[outro: p2dippy]
over, b-tch 2dippy msc, murder scene clique, b-tch
you opt-out, you can hit my inbox 6triple0 till the world blow, b-tch
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