Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Hot

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

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

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

I'm a phantom, you lac, I'm a choppa, you mac
I'm too fast off the casket, I my ass with a stack
And ain't nobody 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 for the throne, I shook the world like a drone
In the heat of the moment I the streets what they want
That's why my cake lookin' long, I hate lookin' 'lone
to my people for havin' waitin' so long, bitch

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

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

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

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

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

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

Collaborate with
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 touch me 'cause my hand might
I'm cold, you know
You can go by what you heard depending on what told you

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

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

My good like it look, I keep it hood like it look
I'm in the hood, you can look, man, Rouge, off the hook
Man, a thief to a crook, don't let the pills get you whooped
You gon' let that kid get you killed, my life album killed

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

Every city I visit, they be 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 really mean nuttin'
until you seen the savage, you ain't really seen nuttin'

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

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