Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Boy (Freestyle)

Fuck wrong you

1]
Come through like the old me
White and [?] jeans
Smoking og, og
coedine, I'm a whole fiend
Been a hot boy 14
Gotta get my money for my
You can see my right by the
I was 14, had a
I work hard, real hard
And a ass nigga, just steal his broad
She ask me 'bout the tear drop in of my face
I that bitch these tears of joy
I gotta big ass house, got everywhere
Big ass closet, I know what I'mma wear
in my chain, the game don't change
A pimp gon' be pimp and a ho be a [?]
These must think about it
Cocaine cowboy, nigga like
drop, tell them boys I got it
Nit bitch, don't [?]
Hot boy Tunechi, all the hot girls me
My brazy, everybody [?]
Everybody cuffin, muddy
Stunna not around but stuntin'

Bitch I'm ballin' a hot boy
Hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy
That's still my big brother, told me [?] this music
Yeah, like a hot boy
Hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy nigga Lil
I'm still the rapper, I ain't hungry, nigga, I'm greedy
Ballin' a hot boy, hot boy, hot boy
Hot boy, hot boy nigga [?]
That's still my big brother, been locked up since we was little
like a hot boy, hot boy, hot boy
Hot boy, hot boy nigga Turk
That been my since day one, like January the first

2]
Oh yeah, you know, you know niggas owe me
Scarface, that's okay
I'm OJ, OJ, go DJ
I my bands nigga, like Coldplay and Green Day
I'm talkin' crazy, I'm hot, bitch I'm
I'm wavy, the hot boys, I was the
Your favorite, when they then I debated
I it, now nigga we made it
Yeah, I been since them days
I invest, I trade
From Eagle Street, to Wall
To ya'll street in drop head
In that hot summer, on that hot
With them wheels and them shiny thangs
Bad bitch into trying things
I'm too hot, call me Johhny

And you, hot girl and my hot girl sittin' by the Bayou
And my hot told you, hot girl, I got a hot boy that's on fire
She talkin' 'bout that hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy
5 Hunnid degrees, 5 hunnid degrees
Hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy Lil Weezy
hot boy to fireman, I think I hear someone screaming, hold up
I pull up, baby, yeah, hold up, hold up

Bitch I'm like a hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy [?]
my OG, always taught me how to use my thinker
Lord, I'm like a hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy [?]
These [?] ain't high, what the fuck that tell you?
Lord, I'm ballin' a hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy [?]
Uptown OG, been gettin' before me
Lord, I'm ballin' like a hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, hot boy, free that Hot Boy
taught me how to get this guapo, gone