This is a song about "Hot niggaa"

This is the part where we run hip hop

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Just call me hot skillet

Another love song about shit

Put my trust in my god

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

I think it excited her

Ryan spits hot fire

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug