[Curren]A lot of niggas is saying they don't like meBecause I flow so tightly, my wrist wear glow so brightlyBut I ain't gonna quit, niggas know I go hardAnd a dog don't settle for shitYou might see me on the block, but if I see the policeI break out, cause I'm allergic to the copsI just put up a 7-20's on the drop, I'm fin to take a vacationWith a couple of honies on the yachtI be the don of this rap shit, and my album going platinumY'all niggas is going double plasticShit'll get tragic, if one of you foolsChoose to make me use my automaticClick-clack-blow, Curren the Hot SpitterHere to show you niggas how I get downDoing donuts in a Viper, and I probably won't quitTill I burn all the grip off my tires[Chorus - 2x]Now everywhere I go, they ask what I live forMoney, hoes and clothes all a nigga knowAnd when I get my chips, you know what I'ma go and getA house and kicks, and a couple of whips[Curren]Now when I pull up, niggas running like Trans carsThat'll buck backwards, in a black JaguarYou niggas is actors, Hot Spitter the truthSet a fire to the mic, when I step in the boothNone other than me, around townIn the yellow Humvee, gun under my seatYou don't want none of me, cause I'm the manYou can't spit, like you lost just a life or grandMan, why you niggas wanna rhyme like meWhen I leave, watch the women run behind my jeepNow peep me, stay smooth and calmWhite Air Force 1's, white tux when I went to the prom100,000 dollar watch on my arm, everytime I step in the clubAll the women watching my armThe Hot Spitter, and I don't give a fuck what you thinkI got more ice than a super-size drink, holla back nigga[Chorus - 2x](*talking*)Curren, Hot Spitter ya digAnother Beat Boy thing uh ha-haWoo, Ezell Swang baby, S dot BearUh putting it down, ha-ha
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[Curren]
A lot of niggas is saying they don't like me
Because I flow so tightly, my wrist wear glow so brightly
But I ain't gonna quit, niggas know I go hard
And a dog don't settle for shit
You might see me on the block, but if I see the police
I break out, cause I'm allergic to the cops
I just put up a 7-20's on the drop, I'm fin to take a vacation
With a couple of honies on the yacht
I be the don of this rap shit, and my album going platinum
Y'all niggas is going double plastic
Shit'll get tragic, if one of you fools
Choose to make me use my automatic
Click-clack-blow, Curren the Hot Spitter
Here to show you niggas how I get down
Doing donuts in a Viper, and I probably won't quit
Till I burn all the grip off my tires
[Chorus - 2x]
Now everywhere I go, they ask what I live for
Money, hoes and clothes all a nigga know
And when I get my chips, you know what I'ma go and get
A house and kicks, and a couple of whips
[Curren]
Now when I pull up, niggas running like Trans cars
That'll buck backwards, in a black Jaguar
You niggas is actors, Hot Spitter the truth
Set a fire to the mic, when I step in the booth
None other than me, around town
In the yellow Humvee, gun under my seat
You don't want none of me, cause I'm the man
You can't spit, like you lost just a life or grand
Man, why you niggas wanna rhyme like me
When I leave, watch the women run behind my jeep
Now peep me, stay smooth and calm
White Air Force 1's, white tux when I went to the prom
100,000 dollar watch on my arm, everytime I step in the club
All the women watching my arm
The Hot Spitter, and I don't give a fuck what you think
I got more ice than a super-size drink, holla back nigga
[Chorus - 2x]
(*talking*)
Curren, Hot Spitter ya dig
Another Beat Boy thing uh ha-ha
Woo, Ezell Swang baby, S dot Bear
Uh putting it down, ha-ha
Speed
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