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O.F.T.B. - Hot One lyrics

Call up Hillary, bring the artillery
f** that b**h, four-four said use me
Sitting in my [?] staring at the walls
Punk motherf**ers trying to take me under

[Verse 1: Flipside]
Feel like my life is coming to an end, G
I'm on the run with all eyes against me
I trust no n***a I trust no b**h I trust nobody
I put my trust in my gun and my mommy
Forever Flip, been living on the f**ing edge
I gives a f**, motherf**ers I'mma sport my red
You f** with me and I'm gon' catch a hot one
By blowing your head off with this f**ing shotgun
I'm 25 with a gang of pride
My name is Flipside, journey with a n***a to the other side
Where you can't blame sh** on society
They blame it on the n***a that's inside me
I've chosen never to lose and my only rule
Is never let a n***a make me look like a fool
You catch me slipping n***a I won't b**h or cry
I'm do or die motherf**er do or die

[Chorus: Flipside]
You f** with Low and he gon' catch a hot one
You f** with me and I'm gon' catch a hot one
You f** with (Bus Stop) and he gon' catch a hot one
(And they can't trace the shell from the shotgun)

[Verse 2: Bus Stop]
I ain't never had no problem with a street battle
Cause I'll be moving these motherf**ers like a herd of cattle
And I know I'm getting close to my execution
I'm about to lose my life in this ghetto institution
It's either me or that n***a that's out to get me
So f** it, I'm taking his whole f**ing family
Every time I look, these n***as trying to stop me
I got the Tec-9 one of the smokers came and bought me
I had to lay those n***as down in front of [?] right
They had gats but weren't ready for no gun fight
I think of murder and nothing but a bloody murda
I catch you slipping motherf**er I'mma serve ya
I called Low to let him know the war's on
You want static motherf**er we gon' bring it on

[Chorus]
You f** with (Bus Stop) and he gon' catch a hot one
You f** with me and I'm gon' catch a hot one
You f** with Low and he gon' catch a hot one
(And they can't trace the shell from the shotgun)

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[Phone ringing]
(Hello?)
Low, Low
(Wa**up n***a?)
I just seen some of these n***as man
(What n***as man?)
Low, check it out man
(Wa**up n***a, where you at?)
Meet me in front of [?] in about 5 minutes man
(Man I'll be right there, me and Flip is on our way n***a)

[Verse 3: LowMB]
It ain't no faking, I'll k** you for my posse
So when it's on they don't hesitate to call me
The phone rings, I grab the line, it's the Bus Stop
He's having static, I grab my gauge and my 2 Glocks
I called Flip and told him meet me on Central
Behind [?] I'm in that red and black rental
These motherf**ers tried to put our n***a in a cross
It's time to hit they a** and have they hood taped off
With yellow tape, cops and loud sirens
I'm coming through, Flip coming too, we started firin'
We started gunning, kept gunning, n***as catching slugs
I gives a f** because I love to see the sight of blood
I'm taking n***as out little by little
It's straight to the morgue, ain't no motherf**ing hospital, n***a

[Chorus]
You f** with Low and he gon' catch a hot one
You f** with me and I'm gon' catch a hot one
You f** with (Bus Stop) and he gon' catch a hot one
(And they can't trace the shell from the shotgun)

You f** with Bone and he gon' catch a hot one
You f** with Tone and he gon' catch a hot one
You f** with Ron G and he gon' catch a hot one
(And they can't trace the shell from the shotgun)

f** with the projects and we gon' catch a hot one
You f** with Watts and we gon' catch a hot one
You f** with d**h Row and we gon' catch a hot one
(And they can't trace the shell from the shotgun)

You f** with Low and he gon' catch a hot one
You f** with me and I'm gon' catch a hot one
You f** with (Bus Stop) and he gon' catch a hot one
(And they can't trace the shell from the shotgun)

f** with the Bottom and we gon' catch a hot one
We pulled up, we all had shotguns
They tried to break, I say hey Low I got the fat one
(And they couldn't dodge, the shell from the shotgun)

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