Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Sauce

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M.A bring hoes out
Redlyfe bring them out

Pull up to the club with a on me (that Henny)
I'm sipping
Got five voicemails, I just the brib
And my bitch, she tripping
Blu rolled a blunt, he like, "bro you good?"
I'm like, "nah bro, let me hit it"
Puff puff drink, I don't think
Groupies want a picture, groupies wait
I'm in another zone, I'm in zone
My girl getting on my nerves, I ain't home
Ain't got time for shit (I don't got time for this shit)
I ain't got for this bitch (I don't got time for this bitch)
Throwing ones like grow on trees
So when I look down all I see is
look for love in the strip club
Where all the bartenders me big hugs, wait
Hold up, around, tssk, girl
Where you think you with that big butt?
Brown sippin' in that big cup
My Bottle only rolling big blunts
Chill dude, you are not a guy
Not the one with a gun, guy
My hitters shootin' shit for fun, guy
shot, hit the boy one time
Do not come to Brooklyn that nonsense
I to bag the work in them apartments
Now I get a bag for a
If you want to book me, Big who you talk to
While they making I'm just making hits
'Cause if it don't make dollars it don't make no
This is chess, not checkers, learn the dude
But I just can't relate that's what lames do
Big bone, she look like Babe Ruth
She let me hit it out the park like I'm Ruth
Then I hit my dougie, ooh I'm pretty
that Hilfiger back and I'm jiggy though
Niggas I'm hot but they envy though
Oh well, at my bitch is with me ho
her favorite song, this her favorite song (OOOUUU)
She get in her Birk when they put on
Oww, that's the thot
OOOUUU, shawty got hot sauce
My guys don't talk, just pop off
If a thot front, she'll get dropped off
My homie Sav in Porsche with the top off
I'm in that Audi with slippers and some socks on
95 just to piss a cop off
Then I pull up to your hood and piss block off (skrt skrt)
I got that hot sauce
So NY with Timbs on
And shoutout to the girls who don't sew-ins
Cause it's all about my bitches with the wigs on,
You don't got no hot
You are not hot, you a
Fuck around boy and get your top off
Hear them hoes, they quick to really pop off
And them niggas, yeah they pop off
And you know this the I can bop on
we bop on, New York City bop on 'em
Yeah we bop, bop, I'ma bop on 'em

Yeah we got hot sauce
But you niggas got no hot
This the type of I can bop on
I need a thot that can top off
This the year that I really get my on
And you know the whole game, I got a on
It's Young M.A, Redlyfe, got that hot
got that hot sauce
Shawty you got no hot sauce
Nah, you got no hot sauce
You don't got no hot
Them Redlyfe niggas got hot sauce