Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Hot

I'm hot, my turn
I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand burn
I'm cold, you know
You can go by what you heard depending on what they you

Man, I knew it would be a day, bitch ass nigga crossed
And let whatever fuck him up could come and fuck the boss
What you think done lost? Now you done laid 'round and loss it
And came across to the vaulter, now that just gonna cost ya

to kidnap some children, time to shoot up some houses
Girl, it's all about Webbie, 2007, I'm out
And I'm too little to hit and I'm too big to
And I'm too slippery to hold and I'm too out of

I'm a phantom, you lac, I'm a choppa, you mac
I'm too fast off the casket, I wipe my ass a stack
And ain't fresher gon' wipe that out 'cause I'm on
Should've left this bitch on the 'cause if they catch me I'm gone

My fro too fresh for the throne, I the world like a drone
In the heat of the moment I give the streets what they
That's why my cake lookin' long, I face lookin' 'lone
to my people for havin' waitin' so long, bitch

I'm hot, my turn
I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand might
I'm cold, you already
You can go by what you depending on what they told you

I'm hot, my turn
I wouldn't touch me 'cause my might burn
I'm cold, you know
You can go by what you depending on what they told you

Man, this gotta work for all my people in the dirt
I'm gon' be bigger den jigga if dey don't hit me up
Man, ya'll got me confused, I take niggaz by two
I break niggaz in two man, fake niggaz is through

I hear ya album is poo, I'm tellin' the truth
If it for heavy promotion, I don't to what you do
Now if I slap ya in ya face then bitch, ya do?
nuttin', be surprised but then depend on ya crew

I'm tellin' ya, don't mess with me
Put ya'll, crew in jeopardy
Niggaz sweat when next to me
Can't let dis get the best of me

Ya'll been waitin on my 'cause I'm cold and I'm freezin'
I been countin' big money, big blunts with my finger
I'm no longer a dreamer, now that all in the past
Focused on cash, use to hoe niggas all in dey ass

with everybody
Time to get in trance
And if you
I'm 'bout ya, fuckin' nigga, I am

I'm hot, it's my
I wouldn't me 'cause my hand might burn
I'm cold, you already
You can go by what you depending on what they told you

I'm hot, my turn
I wouldn't me 'cause my hand might burn
I'm cold, you already
You can go by what you heard on what they told you

You ain't understandin', you's a fat crumb, I'm candy
Boy, I'm simple, you Bambi, plain and simple, I'm
And I wasn't made for cameras, bitch, I get paid for these cameras
If it wasn't for that you could've 'em but I gotta make some happen

My money like it look, I keep it hood like it look
I'm in the hood, you can look, man, Baton Rouge, off the
Man, what's a thief to a crook, let the pills get you whooped
You gon' let that kid get you killed, my savage album killed

Bein' a I'm guilty, I get my chain over women
I'm hot like fresh biscuits, they just wanna lick
or dickes, 22s or 6s
I mean, they hot but which one's the sickest?

Every city I visit, be like they gotta get it
Well, here it is for a week I'm do a half million
But if I don't, to me it don't really nuttin'
'Cause until you the savage, you ain't really seen nuttin'

I'm hot, my turn
I touch me 'cause my hand might burn
I'm cold, you already
You can go by what you heard depending on what told you

I'm hot, it's my
I wouldn't me 'cause my hand might burn
I'm cold, you know
You can go by what you depending on what they told you