Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Sauce

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

Pull up to the with a bottle on me (that Henny)
I'm sipping
Got five voicemails, I left the brib
And my bitch, she already
Blu rolled a blunt, he like, "bro you good?"
I'm like, "nah bro, let me hit it"
Puff puff drink, I wanna think
want a picture, groupies gotta wait
I'm in another zone, I'm in another
My getting on my nerves, I ain't going home
Ain't got time for this (I don't got time for this shit)
I ain't got time for this bitch (I don't got for this bitch)
Throwing like money 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, turn around, tssk,
Where you think you with that big butt?
Brown sippin' in that big cup
My nigga Bottle only rolling big
dude, you are not a tough guy
Not the one with a gun, guy
My hitters like shit for fun, guy
shot, hit the boy one time
Do not come to Brooklyn that nonsense
I used to bag the in them apartments
Now I get a bag for a
If you want to book me, Big Savage who you to
While they making I'm just making hits
'Cause if it don't dollars it don't make no sense
This is chess, not checkers, learn the game
But I just can't relate 'cause that's what do
Big brown bone, she look like Babe
She let me hit it out the park like I'm Ruth
Then I hit my dougie, ooh I'm pretty
Bring that back and I'm jiggy though
Niggas know I'm hot but envy though
Oh well, at least my is with me ho
her favorite song, this her favorite song (OOOUUU)
She get in her Birk when put this on
Oww, that's the call
OOOUUU, got that hot sauce
My guys don't talk, just pop off
If a thot front, she'll get dropped off
My homie Sav in that Porsche 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 my bitches with 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 quick to really pop off
And them Redlyfe niggas, yeah pop off
And you know this the I can bop on
Yeah we bop on, New City bop on 'em
Yeah we bop, I'ma bop, bop on 'em

Yeah we got that hot
But you got no hot sauce
This the of beat I can bop on
I need a thot that 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 don't got no hot
Them Redlyfe got that hot sauce