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letra de trdee type beat - trdee

[intro]
(ooh, sh-t, that’s a danny g beat)
hotter than the oven, ridin’—
sh-ttyboyz sh-t
hotter than the— (d-mn, jakesand)

[verse]
hotter than an oven, ridin’ round with four sticks
shooter badges hall of fame, so you know he don’t miss
bro be out here f-ckin’ hoes like he don’t got his own b-tch
i’ma always have it on me, can’t go out like money mitch (i can’t)
money on my mind like a bounty
he ain’t know he had one, they caught him walkin’ out the county
i’m my own role model, i don’t look up to n0body
i get paid to talk sh-t, it really started as a hobby
walkin’ through the rain got me all this water on my neck
prayin’ on my downfall, this type of sh-t i don’t respect
how thе h-ll you hatin’ on me? we ain’t nеver even met
half-evil, two chains, dee be flyer than a jet
press, press, press, press, pat bev
n-ggas say they f-ck with you and then they kick off the edge
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout your bio when i go and bust a pres’
she a cold lil’ b-tch, i told her ride me like a sled (come here)
woke up next to my glock, hi, baby
this a h-llcat, you know i gotta drive it crazy
wait until i’m rich, i’m ridin’ ’round like miss daisy
gold on like i’m sellin’ crack in the eighties
on my own wave, comin’ in like a tsunami
used to be a player, now i coach like i’m chauncey
i don’t really think n0body f-ckin’ with my posse (sh-ttyboyz)
lil’ bro and them’ll catch a body like they bouncy
big body comin’ through, i heard you drive a prius
i know n-ggas only hatin’ on us ’cause they wanna be us (lame)
whole gang got chicken, we a bunch of pitas
like you might as well just come and join us ’cause you ain’t gon’ beat us
i don’t dance often, but my chain two-steppin’
i just left hutch buffed up like i was bench pressin’
i can teach you how to do it, this a flex lesson
i don’t like talkin’ on the phone, send a text message
send them top shottas to your door like amazon
i don’t know how you handle business, but i stand on mine
plug pulled up with ‘za, i’m pickin’ any kind
b-tch see i’m ballin’, tryna kick it, this ain’t finish line (f-ck on)

- trdee

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