Hi-Lo (Explicit)-JT Money

Hi-Lo (Explicit)

歌手:JT Money

时间:2001-01-01

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Hi-Lo (Explicit) - JT Money

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I only drop the hotness

Dosie haters and some suckers can't top this

Ain't nobody in da gang who can stop this

When dey come a wit da throw you know I got dis

Every time I drop dis

I come like an erect dick

Ready to waste sh*t

You see them killers with me and them suckers jack quick

I put it down

Like this sh*t is too heavy

I let you know I'm coming you still can't get ready

We blowing pounds

N**ga f**k smoking them nickel bags

We big bossin

All you clowns looking fag

Play crazy boy

Recline you like laz e boy

F**k wit JT boy n**ga see what a happen to ya

I ain't just rapping to ya n**ga it's on

I'm in dis b**ch one mo gen claiming my throne

That playtime you suckers had was over with

JT Money in dis b**ch

N**ga know dat sh*t that's right

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Yo

I turn it off and on like light switches

Taking suckers out

The game who ack just like b**ches

I'm nice wit dis

Ain't no time for no sucker sh*t

You see a n**ga violating better bust his dick

Got no luv for no snakes and no playa haters

Pushin' these f**k n**gas buttons like they elevators

My sh*t too hot

And I'm close to scorching yours

F**king you up n**ga like you at

The source awards

Close shop

N**ga don't stop playboy

Suckers swear they got game

But I play none

Don't step out yo league into big tyme

Talking 'bout you wanna get mine

Split ya with time n**ga what

Bring the ruckus

Taking out these suckers

I keep saying this

'Coz I mean it muthaf**kers

You suckers and busters

I can see thru ya heart

You n**gas scared of war

You don't want it to start

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Yo yo

N**ga ain't taking no pity

On these buster n**gas and trick hoes

Stay on the grind work

My mind programmed to git flo'

Now can they f**k wit da J sh*t no

You n**gas know they got no wind

From the git go

So git yo a** up

Out of my face

Who dat all brand

N**ga tryin' to get erased

Going down babe boy

Money man in dis b**ch

Gotta problem n**ga sh*t

We can handle dis sh*t

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