Original Hot Beezy - Swazy, Turk

Aye, aye, aye

The real

Say my name please

Talk about streets (talk about streets)

Cause we in this shit (cause we in this shit)

Told my league (told my league)

Cause he done calling in (he done calling in)

You want a hot boy (want a hot boy)

Fuck with me baby (fuck with me baby)

Can’t clown this shit (can't clown this shit)

Original hot beezy

The real Thugger

Original hot beezy

Watch your bitch cause I will fuck her

Original hot beezy

Original hot beezy

And it’s still money over her

I’m full, I’m thugging, I don’t know nothing else

Lil nigga I don’t know nothing else

Want me and the mob nigga you don’t wanna try

Make it hard for yourself (make it hard for yourself)

I’ll be in these streets everyday with the medal bitch nigga

I do it myself (I'll do it myself)

Thirty and a forty nigga you gon' get it started

Tell them all they can’t help (can’t help)

The paramedic can’t help (can’t help)

Can’t call me nigga got stripes like a well (like a well)

Two strikes in the system, I don’t give a fuck nigga

Got one more left (got one more left)

Got an extra clip gotta squeeze that bitch tip

Ain’t no more left (ain't no more left)

Take off the whole team nigga one by one killer

You gon' believe that there

Nigga I’m G’d up, folly nigga

Teardrop from my vein, no crying nigga

Ain’t night, broad day be a crime nigga

Be there, yellow tape, you dying nigga

You gon' die nigga

Fucking with the real Thugger you gon' lie nigga

If you can get caught, do the time nigga

I might shoot it off stop crying nigga

Nigga, nigga

Talk about streets (talk about streets)

Cause we in this shit (cause we in this shit)

Told my league (told my league)

Cause he done calling in (he done calling in)

You want a hot boy (want a hot boy)

Fuck with me baby (fuck with me baby)

Can’t clown this shit (can't clown this shit)

Original hot beezy

The real Thugger

Original hot beezy

Watch your bitch cause I will fuck her

Original hot beezy

Original hot beezy

And it’s still money over her

If a hoe ain’t loyal she might get fucked

Tell a hot boy where the stash at

Send my young niggas in to get the bricks and the stuff nigga

Tell them nigga have that

Three shots at them nigga like I’m at a gun range

Target practice (target)

Three hundred in the choppa let you know I ain’t playing

I’m reckless, don’t test me

I’m shooting first, questions I ain’t asking

You in a hearse six in the dirth

And boxed in your casket

Robbing them, street shit

Yeah homie I’m in that bitch

23 ya’ll my day one nigga

I ain’t got no time for a bitch

Getting money (getting money)

Young thuggy thuggy

Original hot but I’m in tens and the hunnids

And I kill nigga, my block I run it

Send eclipse till it feels like summer

Get them while they hot like a summer

Tackle with yo air like a comma (like a comma)

Got clips on the choppa like a drummer (where the drummer)

Heavy K nigga, put that on my momma

Momma, momma

Talk about streets (talk about streets)

Cause we in this shit (cause we in this shit)

Told my league (told my league)

Cause he done calling in (he done calling in)

You want a hot boy (want a hot boy)

Fuck with me baby (fuck with me baby)

(one time for the cameo)

Can’t clown this shit (can't clown this shit)

Original hot beezy (shout out to the niggas, old side, new side)

Hot — hot