The Hotspot Lyrics – Luciano Pillage, Incognito5 & PacmanTV
Singer: Luciano Pillage, Incognito5 & PacmanTV
Title: The Hotspot
Hello
Yeah, yeah, yeah
QCG sh#t, n#gg#s know
f#ck the opps, free the whole team (You are now locked into PacmanTV)
Free the f#cking 〈.?.〉
n#gg#s know, real side of Camden
Shh, baow, baow
Bro put him on a shirt
Still gotta deal with them tops and bottoms
Got beats, do up the laces
Step with the dotts and leave man rotten
Don’t pick and choose like cotton
Chose your side, have you forgotten?
In-house beef like domestic violence
Step with a woosh, lay low from Trident
Why they lying? Where we hiding?
Know full well whеn the gang’s inside him
We run thе block, who can deny it?
Get shot, when you’re there, they’re silent
I build, I’m playing with hammers
Loaded one, take shots, no camera
And we only got him for banter
Affiliate gang, you can still get banged on
And affiliate gang, he’ll go
No high 〈.?.〉, still grip them poles
Section 60, still tapin’ roads
f#ck the reaper, still taking souls
TT flake, that’s milk, not chocolate
But the dirt got chip like chocolate
I just put it in the pot, whipped that rock
Now it’s looking like profit
Break down tops when I’m aiming for tops
I’m a #Problem
I got beef with n#gg#s that lie on beats
I ain’t got time for your nonsense
I got white and B, that’s colours
Love with the trap, I don’t love no other
I spill juice, that’s blood for brothers
Yinged that prick when he backed his cutter
We do it for fun, we make these funds
Then we invest in heat
We do it for fun, we clip them guns
You know we done taped them streets
We do it for fun, we clip them guns
You know we done taped them str-
Bro put him on a shirt
Still gotta deal with them tops and bottoms
Got beats, do up the laces
Step with the dotts and leave man rotten
Don’t pick and choose like cotton
Chose your side, have you forgotten?
In-house beef like domestic violence
Step with a woosh, lay low from Trident
Why they lying? Where we hiding?
Know full well when the gang’s inside him
We run the block, who can deny it?
Get shot, when you’re there, they’re silent
Grab the coca and mix the soda
Can’t go back to the can like cola
Teach my young boy just like Yoda
Can’t steal from me, I’ll make you fold up
Ready for war, still pushing out raw
Put the smack-down and bro’s got more
Sticks and stones, someone’s pissed if I leave my phone
〈.?.〉 sticks to create some bones
We get funded off of them stones
I’m a rockstar like David Bowie
b#tch on fleek, looking all 〈.?.〉
Pretty girl, eyes blue or green
Yola come like May 〈.?.〉
This real-life, don’t make believe
On my life, it’s a movie like 〈.?.〉 3
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