Lord Hector Diono - Hot n***a Remix lyrics

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Lord Hector Diono - Hot n***a Remix lyrics

In Truey, I'm some hot n***a Like I talk to Shyste when I shot n***as Like you seen him twirl then he drop, n***a And we keep them 9 millis on my block, n***a And Monte keep it on him, he done dropped n***as And Trigger he be wilding, he some hot n***a Tones known to get busy with them Glocks, n***a Try to run down and you can catch a shot, n***a Running through these checks 'til I pa** out And shorty give me neck 'til I pa** out I swear to God, all I do is cash out And if you ain't a ho, get up out my trap house I been selling crack since like the 5th grade Really never made no difference what the sh** made Jaja taught me flip them packs and how to maintain Get that money back and spend it on the same thing Shorty like the way that I ball out I be getting money 'til fall out, you talking cash, dog, I goes all out Shorty love the way that I floss out Free Greezy though, let all of my dogs out Momma said no p**y cats inside my dog house That's what got my daddy locked up in the dog pound Free Phantom though, let all of my dogs out We gon' pull up in that hooptie like we cops on 'em With the 16's, we gon' put some shots on him I send a little thot to send the drop on him She gon' call me up and I'm a sick the hots on him [LORD HECTOR DIONO VERSE] Swiss Coco brown pack marshmallow white Triple beam black its mean fellow night If it ain't at least 95 send it back and promise You won't like it if we send it back, I Diono I bring out the Coco nuts and my Coco nuts Koo Koo For they Coco puffs What you know about that air show… that's that Snow and that molly call it scarecrow Shout out to my youngins they gon cash out Shout out to your chick left her a** out Free Big Meech that's my word boy Black roses on the game boy I can teach her how to get it for my name sake Whisper to the pigeons if they infiltrate Keep my secret Kamikaze on the interstate Sing a lullaby before we detonate [BOBBY SHMURDA VERSE Continued] Grimey savage, that's what we are Grimey shooters dressed in G-Star, GS9, I go so hard But GS for my gun squad And b**h if it's a problem we gon' gun brawl Shots popping out the AR I'm with Trigger, I'm with Rasha, I'm with A-Raw Broad daylight and we gon' let them things bark Tell them n***as free Meeshie, ho Some way, free Breezy, ho And tell my n***as, Shmurda teaming, ho Mitch caught a body 'bout a week ago, week ago f** with us and then we tweaking, ho Run up on that n***a, get to squeezing, ho Everybody catching bullet holes n***as got me on my bully, yo I'm a run up, put that gun on 'em I'm a run up, go dumb on 'em n***as got me on that young sh** Got me on that go dumb sh**