The Hotspot ft. T.Scam & PACMANTV Lyrics

The Hotspot ft. T.Scam & PACMANTV - SUS

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Ay

A way, get me?

Hilzz made this

That way

AGB shit, free my nigga Armed Response, 100 times

You are now locked in to Pacman TV

I just got a drop, that's intel’

Now man's filling the 12 with big bells

Fuck the drill scene

Ask 'bout me in the hood

You’ll know why my name ring bells

Grind three buds and bill up a big L

Culprit, Mizz, and Gucc', try inhale

Bootings, chingings, tuna swinging

Opps get pressured on road and in jail

Wan' see red tape, no ribbon

If he's the past, then that's my present

I got a gift when it comes to cheffing

Wet man's head and he learnt his lesson

If verbal's got me stressing

Simple, get 'round there and stretch him

How’s R1 still giving me verbal

When Culps died, like he never left him?

We did it again like Bis

And again, you didn’t wanna back your bredrin

Got my splash when I get trap fit

So try G check, won't finish your sentence

Run a man down, he run out of breath

He run out of blood, now he’s in the mud

I think 'bout him when I roll this bud

Think 'bout him when I roll this bud

She got cute face and booty

Big boobies, that's all ’round beauty

Who's he? Don't care if he a juvie

Get a boy down, I can't be choosey

Ever since SY named his mindi

How many guys got done by Susie?

Gyal say I'm cute and cooly

But she don't know what I do in QC

But she don't know what I do in Cumbo

That lightie come like a cross-breed pack

No Runtz, the other one straight from Congo

And I heard suttin' else just got packed

Don't ask "By who?"

I'll tell you "God knows"

Six in a dirty long-nose

L2, R2, two-hand control

Turn that block to a war zone

ZK loadout, I step in trios

Load up guns and hit man's back

Like Hitman did, let it burn like Ne-Yo

Might sound and look like us

But truss, ain't wild like us like Rio

I grew up in the concrete jungle, so my attitude stinks like BO

Gang catch stains, no Biggie

Bro notorious for his blikky

All eyes on me for two packs

Still, the hustle can't die like Nipsey

I was 15 tryna be like 50

In the T house with a pack and flicky

Wan' get rich but beef is frying

Run up on me, you might die trying

The opps are salty, beef is frying

Bro just pepper one with this iron

Bro just pepper one with this iron

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If I back mine, then bro's backing his too

We swing shanks, we ain't into ju-jitsu

How many Lyca SIM's have we been through?

If bro slaps his, then he deffo won't miss you

How many opps got cheffed, cheffed?

Belly, back, neck, head

You claim that gang, that's dead

Tell your mum "Buy a coffin"

Soon you'll need that bed

I love my brownie 'cah she locks this stick

But I love the way my lightie deepthroats this dick

In Brondesbury Park, three bells got ripped

Now I'm ducking him down, tryna push in this flick

Shit, BA's in love with sticks

If you buck into him then, you'll deffo get wigged

If you see me in the ride

Don't slip, don't slide

That's a tent on your block and a taped off strip

She got big bum and breasts, yes

Pull out and buss on her chest

I don't know why they're wearing vests

Why? 'Cah Mizz got done in the head

SWavey got Minty in the neck

Reckz got shot in Peck'

TBoy got cheffed in Cres'

Mizz died in Cres'

Culprit got packed sipping lean

What a mess (Welcome to the gulag)

Don't talk on me or my shooter

Me and my shooter might glide in a Cooper

Lock arms, slap corn out the Ruger

Fuck the rumours, they're only bad on computers

My South ting's cute, but my East ting's cuter

I'm in the field like Lucas

This winter the dots might lick out your chest

You don't need to worry 'bout mucus

When she's throwing it back I'm just thinking

"Wow, chill, I don't need kids right now“

Ching, ching man down, scream "Ow“

If I back this ramz, better back your pal

In front of the judge, no Simon Cowell

GSqueeze held eight, he's alive, how?

Babe's always wanting to beat

The only thing I warn' beat goes "Bow, bow