One 50 - I Make L.I.B Hot lyrics

rate me

Catching cases but still dumping

Last gangsta still busting

Catching haters till the gun stop talking

Yeah, One 50,L.I.B rap doctor,let's do it

These local rappers still making big mouth,clap the gold dust

Gold business still killing bitches,come get more riches, blast inches

Tell my block the still I called born to make it

Never been gone in the smoke, yeah I know the mind still popping

Killing in the rap game, the cops hunt for something,the hoes wish for the dumping

Rappers kill rappers,the paper make the drama stuck

Cold rhymes flip up,the cash ain't large at all

You know what I got

I make the block hot

You know what I got

I make the hood hot

You know what I got

I make L.I.B hot

Project manager,rap bluffer,fuck strangers

Don't talk to me cause my crazy lazy weezy got the cops hunting in bulletproof,more rap troops

The bitches kill cowards on the hard pills,shit burn to spills

Don't mind the tune, read about the korean food

Yeah,hit it up and slice it up

Still living the thug life like a soul seller,fuck the bank teller

Your mama be coming home smiling tears,catch the gangsta gear

Made to order,all kinds of rap weapons

Niggas scared to go out of state, my car got the hollow bricks

4-4 general in the back missing

Killers smile with killers, bitches cook with bitches,one man down,rap tycoon bounce

Don't stick it up, play with the ropes

I offer them hundred percent, One 50 rap doctor prevent

I walk on them with a K-walk,fat nigga,doggy hater

The media change in the cash game like the hoes in the rap game

Long awaited growing seeds, come on

Yeah, One 50

The only L.I.B rap doctor

Ya know I make L.I.B hot on the rap map

Feel me,haha, crazy rap game