Luyện nghe bài hát The Hottest

T.I.]
Yo, ayyyyyy,
I love my man here engineerin (okay)
It don't take me too to write it (uh, huh-ayyyyy)
How long it take you to record me HEY! (huh-ayyyyy)
Hey ya ain't live, you don't ride, you don't do it I do it
(It's all good man, we gon' ride on these niggaz anyway though)
Ya ain't real, you wanna get into it
Don't with yourself nigga (okay)
Play a nigga (okay)
Hey - get it! (yeahhhhh fuck nigga, AY!)

T.I.]
Hey ya live, you don't ride, you don't do it like I do it
I keep it - ya ain't real, you don't wanna get into it
Ya crunk, ya ain't buck, ya ain't hard, ya ain't G
You ain't got what I got pumpin in your heart, you me
You do all that yellin, holla, ya ain't real and ya bout it
Ya ain't serious, ya ain't crazy, you you don't wanna die
Ya hustle from the bottom, you don't got it like I got it
You can hate and you can lie but nigga I'm the hottest

[T.I.]
I'm the nigga in this shit, aside from all the business shit
I'm the nigga sucka niggaz to keep it pimpin with
People say I a lot of shit, I say I finish it
God it wasn't no witnesses, I'd still be servin sentences
Rap shit way more stressful that I love my other
God I'm a professional and scared I don't begin to get
Whether in a Phantom or the with all the kids in it
Still a hammer try me, man I hope you listenin
Your death gon' be elaborate, real extravagant
I'm to die myself to show you niggaz I ain't havin it
Had to kill your son and a few your had to get
And were playin dumb, we run in and ask where daddy at

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[Mac
I carry niggaz on my like a bookbag
Put the pistol in his hand and him shoot his ass
I pull a little file faster than them people
Yo' ass dead, why you probably seein dead people
The with me's really lethal, yeah it scare people (oh my God)
I know off top that I'm bust, that's why I dare people
And I won't dare you, I fair-and-square beat you
Same time, same time's why I'm on Grey Goose
Don't make me spray and let loose, I won't hesitate to
I heard one shot then heard two, jumped up out the truck what it do
I got a fo'-five on me and got a too
A nigga sayin "Mac Boney, we shoot at you"
I say you sucka ass better keep it movin
'Fore y'all boys be the ones I end up

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