JSB - Hot n***a (GHOUL Mix) lyrics

[Intro: JSB] (Yo yo yo, coming fresh from out of the Bronx n***aaaaa. . .) It's your n***a, JSB (f** that fufu lame sh** n***a) (Yea n***aaaa, lets do this thing) You know. . . I'm on my, ghoul sh** G 4 PREZ, November n***a, better look out This is the near and immediate danger (Get your smarts up. . .) [Verse 1: JSB] n***a Raddy said, lyricist is dead n***a But this morning I still got up out my bed n***a (wavy) Word too, quote everything I says n***a (I said it) I'm a hot n***a, and I'm aiming for your head n***a These kids rap about bullets in yo back boy That's a back pack rapper packing straps to his back boy I ain't carry sh**, I brought n***as with the straps boy Cause I'm a nerd, I'm just tryna play my Game Boy Ain't finna stop till I got money out the wahzoo I ain't mad ho, so why's you? Another story, 'nother tattoo We both tryna eat n***a, why shoot? Unless you steppin', up to the wrong door Finna look around, wonder how you end up on the floor n***a got a heater, that's that Al Gore Have you feeling sleepy, why you think we call it serta for? But I'm just tryna educate f** what the government tryna delegate Ferguson is the first step man Before you know it, you gon' wake up in a FEMA camp But back to the streets n***a Back to the bodies lying in the creek n***a These n***as tryna duck the round from a gun squad I'm tryna dodge the ones the ones in the cop car This is the hvr, in a slr, carrying an AR With the n***as in the streets tracking your moves Like a radar, with a laser, and a razor That's a sight in the cut, infrared beams from a race car Malcolm X with an African Rebel Camp This is a 8 year old co*king the hammer back At first you see blinding white light as you fall And when you hit the pavement it go all black I'm that n***a you see in the summer wearing all black Seen n***as in heat waves rocking sky mask Same n***as in the streets tryna push snow Ever seen a snowflake imported out of Mexico Which is worse, c**aine, or Pepsi Co.? These n***as as hard as an oreo That's a cream filled center I'm calling you ho n***as nothing but a bunch of glory holes Stop glorifying violence Stop bending over and taking it in silence Shout out to my n***a Psylence Illuminati finna say we both crash landed on an island (Don't believe 'em. . .) I can take you back to the trap house Or a library, whichever one you want to rap about I'm on some super Lupe rap sh** That's the magnum cum laude on some trap sh** Shout out to Joe Ghrandmah and Raddy Ho (Raddy ho!) T.A.G, and A.V. yo (I see you) And everybody else better thank me For not ending your career about a week ago f** with me, I'm the G-O-A-T ho Heard you wanted bars, so I blessed the track, JSB, ho And I'm a ghoul n***a G 4 PREZ, stay tuned n***a [Outro]