Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Sauce

off the top
M.A them hoes out
Redlyfe them poles out

up to the club with a bottle on me (that Henny)
I'm sipping
Got five voicemails, I just left the
And my bitch, she already
Blu just a blunt, he like, "bro you good?"
I'm like, "nah bro, let me hit it"
Puff puff drink, I wanna think
Groupies want a picture, groupies wait
I'm in another zone, I'm in another
My girl getting on my nerves, I ain't home
got time for this shit (I don't got time for this shit)
I ain't got time for this bitch (I got time for this bitch)
Throwing ones like money grow on
So when I down all I see is green
Never look for in the strip club
all the bartenders give me big hugs, wait
Hold up, around, tssk, girl
Where you think you going that big butt?
Brown sippin' in that big cup
My nigga Bottle only rolling big
dude, you are not a tough guy
Not the only one a gun, guy
My hitters like shootin' for fun, guy
shot, hit the boy one time
Do not come to Brooklyn with nonsense
I used to bag the work in apartments
Now I get a bag for a
If you want to me, Big Savage who you talk to
they making disses I'm just making hits
'Cause if it don't make dollars it don't no sense
This is chess, not checkers, learn the dude
But I just can't relate that's what lames do
Big brown bone, she like Babe Ruth
She let me hit it out the like I'm Babe Ruth
I hit my dougie, ooh I'm pretty though
Bring that Hilfiger and I'm jiggy though
know I'm hot but they envy though
Oh well, at my bitch is with me ho
This her favorite song, this her favorite (OOOUUU)
She get in her Birk they put this on
Oww, that's the thot
OOOUUU, shawty got that hot
My guys don't talk, they pop off
If a thot tryna front, she'll get off
My homie Sav in that Porsche the top off
I'm in that Audi with some and some socks on
Doin' 95 to piss a cop off
Then I pull up to your hood and your block off (skrt skrt)
Bitch I got that hot
So NY with Timbs on
And to the girls who don't wear sew-ins
Cause it's all about my bitches the wigs on, OOOUUU
You don't got no hot
You are not hot, you a
around boy and get your top knocked off
Hear them hoes, yeah they to really pop off
And them Redlyfe niggas, they pop off
And you this the beat I can bop on
Yeah we bop on, New City bop on 'em
Yeah we bop, bop, I'ma bop on 'em

Yeah we got that hot
But you got no hot sauce
This the type of I can bop on
I need a quick thot can top off
This the year that I get my guap on
And you know the game, I got a lock on
Young M.A, Redlyfe, got that hot sauce
Redlyfe got hot sauce
Shawty you got no hot sauce
Nah, you got no hot sauce
You got no hot sauce
Them niggas got that hot sauce