Slim 400 - Hot Nigga (Freestyle) lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Fuck with trees you get the raisin choppers

I blood hit 'em, he won't even make it to the doctor

I'm from the gangbang capital

Two T's with the P, show you really with this Mac'll do

Click clack, make a passage through

Toe-tag, I'm like a rifle dude

Me and YG actin' a ass, swervin' the avenue

And me and the homies will bust yo head ova these capitals

And me with no money, I'll slice yo neck like Shotta Max'll do

Muthafuckas wanna act loco

Hit 'em with numerous shots from the 4-4

Hop out of the 4-door with a slow pro

Hit a nigga with one eye closed

Hit him in his polo

The game 4 more

The touch of a dep 5-o

Chinder a protag in yo whole waggon

You wanna gamble? We can let dice roll

Boyo on some rap shit

Hella hella slow like activist

And I don't need no change, it's the Malkovich

The four fever on me, boy, you can say I'm rich

Boy, you piss poor without that bitch

Lyin' on the hood, blood, you won't flock shit

(Like ? it ain't my business tho)

So I'mma big back and sip this Henny tho

Word on the streets, I'm sum' somethin'

I be like yeah, tell em keep em comin'

(Cuz I ain't really with the she say he say)

Nigga, I'm really with the gunplay

Fuck with trees and get the sqeezin', hoe

I be like damn, go and kill it, bro

You knew I knew his momma

But shit, you know I'm with the drama

But fuck, can't let nobody talk like that

Them niggas fuck, hmm hmm, so he can walk like that

I ain't lookin' fo' yo respect, the streets identify

I'm 400 in the flesh, yo whole life alive

You bitch ass nigga!

But I'mmonna shoot the homie out

Watch 400, 20 hood, Dj Mustard

Nah w' I'm sayn? Ty Dolla $ign, stay 100

Washappenin' nigga, ring riches, nigga