Letra de Master P - Hotboy Wes

(Drvmlord)

I know my big mama proud of me (Proud of me)

All of them niggas that doubted me (Doubted me)

The lick that we hit like a lottery

The karma that come from the robberies

Shit on these niggas 'cause they the ones doubted me

Shit on these crackers 'cause they the ones shackled me

Want me to tell it, but can't get it out of me

I'm finna trap, go to rappin' like Master P

Make 'em say, "Uh, uh"

Glock with a drum (Fah-fah-fah)

Go rum-pa-pum-pum (Bah-bah)

What's your set? Where you from? (Where you from?)

You don't want no problem

Backwood my ganja

Glock 9, lil' Rondo

I'm from the jungle

I used to trap with the raw in the Breezeway, I make a law do a speed chase (Skrrt)

Federal units pursue on the freeway, then turn that bitch to a feet chase (Ayy, come here)

Don't follow directions, I come from a section where we gon' go fetch it like each way (Each way)

In the V.I.P. lookin' like I'm a sweepstakes

I'm the chosen one, nigga, cheesecake

Nigga, hold your tongue, that's the G way

Got a stolen gun in the booth with me

My phone's on like a DJ on replay

And I ain't have no father figure, I was in the trenches the street way

Before they dropped that iPhone, had the Glock on on a prepaid

I know my big mama proud of me

All of them niggas that doubted me (Doubted me)

The lick that we hit like a lottery (Lottery)

The karma that come from the robberies (Robberies)

Shit on these niggas 'cause they the ones doubted me

Shit on these crackers 'cause they the ones shackled me

Want me to tell it, but can't get it out of me

I'm finna trap, go to rappin' like Master P

Make 'em say, "Uh, uh" (Uh)

Glock with a drum (Fah-fah-fah)

Go rum-pa-pum-pum (Bah-bah)

What's your set? Where you from? (Where you from?)

You don't want no problem (Nuh-uh)

Backwood my ganja

Glock 9, lil' Rondo

I'm from the jungle (9th Street)

Hahaha, I rock with that

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