Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song HOT STEPPA , by - Ocean Wisdom. Song from the album Big Talk Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 10.10.2019
Record label: Beyond Measure
Song language: English
HOT STEPPA |
| Hot steppa, make you run |
| Run away, from da gang |
| Hot steppa, watch your mouth |
| Hold your tongue, not my hand |
| I’ll kill you wid this shh |
| And this |
| Shh |
| And this blank |
| Hot steppa, in your crib |
| Take your dough and your dank |
| Hot steppa, make you run |
| Run away, from da gang |
| Hot steppa, watch your mouth |
| Hold your tongue, not my hand |
| I’ll kill you wid this shh |
| And this |
| Shh |
| And this blank |
| Hot steppa, in your crib |
| Take your dough and your dank |
| Look, all my life I been fulfillin' |
| That’s why the galdem look at me Goku n look at you Krillin |
| Look at you chillin' |
| Sharing a zoot, 8 man watching you billin' |
| I can’t relate to man that can’t relate to me |
| I can’t berate a man for tryna get this P |
| It makes the world go round |
| Said she ain’t the type of chick that’s swayed by Ps |
| But funny when you getting money like me, even them girls go down |
| No we don’t ca men are trash an gyal are treasure |
| Sometimes the treasure has a rash between her feathers |
| And sometimes the treasure’s way too active wid the fellas so the treasure turn |
| from gold to like a semen covered relic |
| I been on tracks with Method |
| Questioning my certiness is either dumb or jealous |
| You’re just hating ca a nigga young rich and over zealous |
| But I’m really very friendly, in the flesh I’m just a bredda |
| Until you piss me off |
| And then I carve an O into your chest or get you got |
| You listen to the cops them man there snitchin' to the plod |
| Them man there bitchin' to the gov |
| Them man there itching to be squad |
| While I risk my life for a brudda no other |
| Issa mad ting how we make 'em hide in cupboards |
| Oooh |
| Hot steppa so stubborn wid the 9 |
| Tryna make a lickle violence bubble oooh |
| Hot steppa, make you run |
| Run away, from da gang |
| Hot steppa, watch your mouth |
| Hold your tongue, not my hand |
| I’ll kill you wid this shh |
| And this |
| Shh |
| And this blank |
| Hot steppa, in your crib |
| Take your dough and your dank |
| The bigger I get |
| The more fickle a foe |
| They morh into a bro |
| Tell 'em abort the rigmarole |
| I’m on it back to back to back to back |
| Tours letting you know |
| I be the I’m the one that spun the track and slaughtered all of the foes |
| Yeah I get the, bag |
| Back of the Benz, stack of the Raws |
| Billin' a cone |
| Black and excellent |
| And any expense, is covered in gold |
| She covered it oh |
| I shouldn’t have said that |
| The beat under control |
| I figure the flow |
| Dem man there can’t spray dat |
| Yo Meth no need to he packin' the mac in the back of the ac |
| I’m attackin' a prat wid the back of my hand |
| That’s a slap in the back of the head |
| If he chat and he doesn’t want that it’s a fact |
| Man couldn’t pander to that if it’s that |
| I put a shank in the flab of the back |
| Man need flubber to ball wid the gang |
| I got the energy up in the flat |
| Galdem be boppin' then man are relaxed |
| They tryna look cool but you know that they’re gassed |
| Look at the way that I got 'em to clap |
| Dab skank, act spaz |
| Chat crap, get smacked |
| Big man, big wap |
| Click clack, bin bag |
| Zig zag, jaw snap |
| Hot steppa, make you run |
| Run away, from da gang |
| Hot steppa, watch your mouth |
| Hold your tongue, not my hand |
| I’ll kill you wid this shh |
| And this |
| Shh |
| And this blank |
| Hot steppa, in your crib |
| Take your dough and your dank |