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o.f.t.b. - hot one كلمات الأغنية

call up hillary, bring the artillery
f-ck that b-tch, four-four said use me
sitting in my [?] staring at the walls
punk motherf-ckers 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-gga i trust no b-tch i trust n0body
i put my trust in my gun and my mommy
forever flip, been living on the f-cking edge
i gives a f-ck, motherf-ckers i’mma sport my red
you f-ck with me and i’m gon’ catch a hot one
by blowing your head off with this f-cking shotgun
i’m 25 with a gang of pride
my name is flipside, journey with a n-gga to the other side
where you can’t blame sh-t on society
they blame it on the n-gga that’s inside me
i’ve chosen never to lose and my only rule
is never let a n-gga make me look like a fool
you catch me slipping n-gga i won’t b-tch or cry
i’m do or die motherf-cker do or die

[chorus: flipside]
you f-ck with low and he gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with me and i’m gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with (bus stop) and he gon’ catch a hot one
(and they can’t trace the sh-ll 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-ckers 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 inst-tution
it’s either me or that n-gga that’s out to get me
so f-ck it, i’m taking his whole f-cking family
every time i look, these n-ggas trying to stop me
i got the tec-9 one of the smokers came and bought me
i had to lay those n-ggas down in front of [?] right
they had gats but weren’t ready for no gun fight
i think of murder and nothing but a bl–dy murda
i catch you slipping motherf-cker i’mma serve ya
i called low to let him know the war’s on
you want static motherf-cker we gon’ bring it on

[chorus]
you f-ck with (bus stop) and he gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with me and i’m gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with low and he gon’ catch a hot one
(and they can’t trace the sh-ll from the shotgun)

[phone ringing]
(h-llo?)
low, low
(w-ssup n-gga?)
i just seen some of these n-ggas man
(what n-ggas man?)
low, check it out man
(w-ssup n-gga, 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-gga)

[verse 3: lowmb]
it ain’t no faking, i’ll k!ll 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-ckers tried to put our n-gga in a cross
it’s time to hit they -ss 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-ggas catching slugs
i gives a f-ck because i love to see the sight of blood
i’m taking n-ggas out little by little
it’s straight to the morgue, ain’t no motherf-cking hospital, n-gga

[chorus]
you f-ck with low and he gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with me and i’m gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with (bus stop) and he gon’ catch a hot one
(and they can’t trace the sh-ll from the shotgun)

you f-ck with bone and he gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with tone and he gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with ron g and he gon’ catch a hot one
(and they can’t trace the sh-ll from the shotgun)

f-ck with the projects and we gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with watts and we gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with death row and we gon’ catch a hot one
(and they can’t trace the sh-ll from the shotgun)

you f-ck with low and he gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with me and i’m gon’ catch a hot one
you f-ck with (bus stop) and he gon’ catch a hot one
(and they can’t trace the sh-ll from the shotgun)

f-ck 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 sh-ll from the shotgun)

- o f t b

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