Hot Boys 3000 - Neako et NASA et Fresh Moss Paroles , lyrics

Paroles de Hot Boys 3000 de Neako, NASA, Fresh Moss

Hot Boys 3000 est une chanson de Neako, NASA, Fresh Moss pour laquelle les paroles sont présentes depuis 2013.

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Vous pouvez écouter la chanson de Neako, NASA, Fresh Moss avec la vidéo ci-dessous.

You could be god or be a villain
Be both and you better your eyes to amongst the killers
We smoke and drive our cars, we stars amongst these bitches
Police be taking pictures, of all of my little niggas
I'm just a popular figure, did it singing no limits
I'm in it until I'm finished
The sentence could mean good writtens
Whenever my palms itchin
My scriptuers always prolific,
I play the role of morticians, whenever my hands draw
It's all, I stand tall

I'm a lvl god, ysl my squad
This is no mirage, the flow's in a collage
Ah, could you picture that, where the fuck the figure's at
Money on my mind, a single thought I can't get rid of that
They never knew me and they never will
These niggas change like the weather still
I'm doing better still, gold rollie, oister face straight out the water
I wake and bake, right at 8 by 10 I burn the quarter

El chapo, west side, I'm a rider
Flame spittin hot boy verbs like lava
Damage images, them niggas hot like the kitchen
With 2 stoves in it, and 4 pots whippin
Hop the block, look what I got
Young nino without snitching
Trap hot like casinos and neighbors bitchin
I got it, you gotta get it
By time you get there, I'm young and reckless lane switchin

He pushed the blue thing, the coupe thing
Without the license
I push the new thing, the new team is not inviting
And now enviroinment, is gun firing all violent
Remain silent for my zebra stump is start a riot
I've been a nigga, I've been a titan, they all biting
I'm well enlightened, they'll never like me because they frighten
I take your bitch and make her travel the 7 seas
We in the game, my shooters handle the referies

I don't preach, I teach, get your education
Lvl, ysl, this the legislation
This my declaration, you niggas never better
I'm better than whoever,
You niggas bet your cedar
It costs to be the boss, just know the price is hefty
For every right I done, there's friend that left me
Wish I could tell you different, but they all the same
The story of my life, I had to loose to gain

I had to loose to love, just to get alive
Watch it surround this, these niggas sittin blind
I made my way nas, turnt it up a notch
Beenie blanco from the block, my bitch look like a fox
Trid tryina gez and this spicy red drop
Place your bet young and hot
Summertime fly, I am everything they not
It's money over here, broke nigga get a knot
Live life look jewlery and some car shots

You send them over, I go and order the palm box
There's been a slaughter, the grave diggers diggin the plot
The family at the viewing, I'm uzzin em make them watch
Who put me to come and offered the eulogy
True indeed, now your soldiers intombed with me
They follow under my orders, of course I made it well worth it
Cause all of my bitches perfect, I'm bying your bitches purses
While you rest under the surface

I never loose a game, money can't remove the pain
Fiction favor, askin coexist, but only truth remains
That's just the logic nigga
Stock your profit nigga show no emotion
Like a gothic nigga, got it nigga
You think outside the box, I think outside the shapes
And what they call good, I consider great
First I meditate, then I levitate
Then I regulate, let it resignate

Loyalty over royalties, lvl, ysl affirm, belly of the beast
It's our turn, we like the mob
Hire outter talent to do the job
I bet your man won't ride like he forgot his bus pass
I'm a beast if you must ask
Monday to mustang, Tuesday to peckin
Jag I be killin them, weapons of mass destruction

We concealin them, floating razor like killium
None of this niggas did to him
Better off puttin fear in them
They suffer from delerium
All of the saints are steerin them, follow that north star
These niggas they can't believe it, I'm speaking the sub part
If ever they lie on my nitch,
That would be the day they forever lie in the ditch
Watch, cause the serpent could be inside of your click
Driving you as you sit, before you blink your eyes
You know they driving you off a cliff
That's the last mark, of the meter
Like noth korea, we could blast off
Gave you life from your last draw
Before you know it, you open
And hopin I lend you some focus
Just know I was a ghost when I spoke this.

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