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letra de hot winds blow - thomson nasser

[verse 1: thomson nasser]
uh
i was with shay, he lit one up took like 6 puffs
i was so high i think me and god we fist bumped
i’m in the stu wrapping gifts up for christmas
i’m like that fat kid, you new rappers is fixed lunch

f-ck with me wrong then you get crunched like cheese puffs
me in the booth is a cage fight with beats, mics
neon light, computer motherboards is gon get fried
you coming at lil hype then please n-ggas do think twice
cause i’m a different kinda animal, a carnivore
you step up ‘gainst the martian you get beat, word to my mandible
i’m astronomical, these sounds are from the planet mars, n-gga
i’m aiming way beyond the sky, moon and the stars, n-gga

rockstar, no guitar, n-gga
i want my money tall, kareem abdul-jabbar, n-gga
it’s sad to say but my generation’s bizarre, n-gga
i’m just another n-gga, i might end up tree hung, n-gga

but i’ma try to make a difference ‘fore i drop dead
if you don’t trust your amigos takeoff before they put your ass offset
nasser

[verse 2: thomson nasser]
i’m far from done am still doing it
ludacris; act a fool in it
shawty rode me like a beamer she too fast and too furious
from the jungles of africa am like george and i’m curious
none of these rappers is doing rapping spitting it harder than me

i’m spitting ak47s and uh rpgs
you spitting water guns its levels to this, you a kid
you my son
you’re a son of a gun
eat instrumentals for fun
and sh-t kicks, snares and drums
it’s lil hype you better memorize the name
cause i got a baggage unpacked my n-gga, lil hype never leaving, i came here to stay
i got a habit of k!lling these rappers and haters go out and go pee on they graves
i’m chasing that paper like 24/7, 365 days in a million ways

blowing hot winds in lsk in october by the pool
while eating hot wings
now isn’t that something
address me as your highness, lil dawg, i’m like the bar king
get it?
you probably didn’t
but check this

verbal demolition
i was born on a f-cking mission
here to shine like illumination
enough ammunition to ‘prrrrrrrrrrrrrrr’ the opposition
f-ck a competition
lil b-tch

i’m gone

- thomson nasser

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