Ride ride ride ride
Ride ride ride ride
Bam on da beat
Hop out pop out
Mell Bring da
Mop out
U talk down
F*ck Dat
Lets do a walk down
U beta have more den
33 rounds
Deese hollow
Burn u down
Check Dat
It ain't no retreat
When I blow off
Dat heat
I'ma roast all dat beef
U can't surrender
Cause i ain't letting up
Till Ya body stuck
Damn wtf
I stay turning up
Back on Dat hot shit
Since u wanna tlk shit
Tlk crazy
For dat fame
Put Dat flame
On yo brain
He aint got
No mind
Cause I got aim
Dis for da projects
Dis for da mud
Dis da O
Da E.B.O
Da OTF
We stompin
Out Cho steppas
Neva had shit
But alota chedda
Take yo shit
And sell it
Back to
Yo homeboy mell choppa
Make alot
Uh noise
Lil 380
On u nigga throw away
Dat toy
Cause once
Dem hittas
Hitchu
Wit Dat 40
It's yo time
Give Em glory
R.i.p
Jumpoutgang
My lil nigga dey Go crazy
Stop actin
Like yo bf
Crazy
Babygirl
He Pussy in Dat streets
Im really in the field
So when it's Time
To do a drill
I grab da cleeks
Slide back to
Da block
Wit new fazos
On my feet
Bitch u dirty wash yo feet
Bang out
I'ma bring
The whole
Mob out
We pull up
And make
Yo hoe fall out
Good wit da J
When it's time
Tuh shoot
Dem Yung niggas
Gone ball out
Wakeo
Knock the frame
Off his car
Dats uh crop out
I'm locked in
Yo bitch bopped out
Box Emm
In his shit
For tlkn crazy
Dats uh knockout
All typa guns
Diffent sounds
We gone rock out
I'm not uh rockstar
But I rocRockstar
I'ma hoodstar
Gas gottem seeing
Stars
Pull up in uh
Push start yop me up
Giimmie
Uh headstart
She's a f*ckin
Head star
I keep going
Bar for bar
Shot after shot in
My slimes
Drippin snot
Bullet
Gave him
Uh blood clot
He tryna plot
Chang of plans
Play crazy da whole time
Pull up and do u in
My momma
Pray for all my sins
I can't letchu spin
Da Benz
U dnt wanna see my win
I don cut off all
My friends
Damn he back stabbed
Me again
Dat shit dey make
My heart cold
When they said
Derek gone
Nah bitch dnt hit my phone
Cause when I get
Up in my zone
Fah Fah
I'ma hitchu wit my chrome
Dis Dat drive by
Music dis Dat
Ride ride ride
Dis Dat hot shit
Ride ride
Dis Dat hot shit
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E.B.O Shoppy - Hot Shit (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Ride ride ride ride
Ride ride ride ride
Bam on da beat
Hop out pop out
Mell Bring da
Mop out
U talk down
F*ck Dat
Lets do a walk down
U beta have more den
33 rounds
Deese hollow
Burn u down
Check Dat
It ain't no retreat
When I blow off
Dat heat
I'ma roast all dat beef
U can't surrender
Cause i ain't letting up
Till Ya body stuck
Damn wtf
I stay turning up
Back on Dat hot shit
Since u wanna tlk shit
Tlk crazy
For dat fame
Put Dat flame
On yo brain
He aint got
No mind
Cause I got aim
Dis for da projects
Dis for da mud
Dis da O
Da E.B.O
Da OTF
We stompin
Out Cho steppas
Neva had shit
But alota chedda
Take yo shit
And sell it
Back to
Yo homeboy mell choppa
Make alot
Uh noise
Lil 380
On u nigga throw away
Dat toy
Cause once
Dem hittas
Hitchu
Wit Dat 40
It's yo time
Give Em glory
R.i.p
Jumpoutgang
My lil nigga dey Go crazy
Stop actin
Like yo bf
Crazy
Babygirl
He Pussy in Dat streets
Im really in the field
So when it's Time
To do a drill
I grab da cleeks
Slide back to
Da block
Wit new fazos
On my feet
Bitch u dirty wash yo feet
Bang out
I'ma bring
The whole
Mob out
We pull up
And make
Yo hoe fall out
Good wit da J
When it's time
Tuh shoot
Dem Yung niggas
Gone ball out
Wakeo
Knock the frame
Off his car
Dats uh crop out
I'm locked in
Yo bitch bopped out
Box Emm
In his shit
For tlkn crazy
Dats uh knockout
All typa guns
Diffent sounds
We gone rock out
I'm not uh rockstar
But I rocRockstar
I'ma hoodstar
Gas gottem seeing
Stars
Pull up in uh
Push start yop me up
Giimmie
Uh headstart
She's a f*ckin
Head star
I keep going
Bar for bar
Shot after shot in
My slimes
Drippin snot
Bullet
Gave him
Uh blood clot
He tryna plot
Chang of plans
Play crazy da whole time
Pull up and do u in
My momma
Pray for all my sins
I can't letchu spin
Da Benz
U dnt wanna see my win
I don cut off all
My friends
Damn he back stabbed
Me again
Dat shit dey make
My heart cold
When they said
Derek gone
Nah bitch dnt hit my phone
Cause when I get
Up in my zone
Fah Fah
I'ma hitchu wit my chrome
Dis Dat drive by
Music dis Dat
Ride ride ride
Dis Dat hot shit
Ride ride
Dis Dat hot shit
Ride ride ride ride
Bam on da beat
Hop out pop out
Mell Bring da
Mop out
U talk down
F*ck Dat
Lets do a walk down
U beta have more den
33 rounds
Deese hollow
Burn u down
Check Dat
It ain't no retreat
When I blow off
Dat heat
I'ma roast all dat beef
U can't surrender
Cause i ain't letting up
Till Ya body stuck
Damn wtf
I stay turning up
Back on Dat hot shit
Since u wanna tlk shit
Tlk crazy
For dat fame
Put Dat flame
On yo brain
He aint got
No mind
Cause I got aim
Dis for da projects
Dis for da mud
Dis da O
Da E.B.O
Da OTF
We stompin
Out Cho steppas
Neva had shit
But alota chedda
Take yo shit
And sell it
Back to
Yo homeboy mell choppa
Make alot
Uh noise
Lil 380
On u nigga throw away
Dat toy
Cause once
Dem hittas
Hitchu
Wit Dat 40
It's yo time
Give Em glory
R.i.p
Jumpoutgang
My lil nigga dey Go crazy
Stop actin
Like yo bf
Crazy
Babygirl
He Pussy in Dat streets
Im really in the field
So when it's Time
To do a drill
I grab da cleeks
Slide back to
Da block
Wit new fazos
On my feet
Bitch u dirty wash yo feet
Bang out
I'ma bring
The whole
Mob out
We pull up
And make
Yo hoe fall out
Good wit da J
When it's time
Tuh shoot
Dem Yung niggas
Gone ball out
Wakeo
Knock the frame
Off his car
Dats uh crop out
I'm locked in
Yo bitch bopped out
Box Emm
In his shit
For tlkn crazy
Dats uh knockout
All typa guns
Diffent sounds
We gone rock out
I'm not uh rockstar
But I rocRockstar
I'ma hoodstar
Gas gottem seeing
Stars
Pull up in uh
Push start yop me up
Giimmie
Uh headstart
She's a f*ckin
Head star
I keep going
Bar for bar
Shot after shot in
My slimes
Drippin snot
Bullet
Gave him
Uh blood clot
He tryna plot
Chang of plans
Play crazy da whole time
Pull up and do u in
My momma
Pray for all my sins
I can't letchu spin
Da Benz
U dnt wanna see my win
I don cut off all
My friends
Damn he back stabbed
Me again
Dat shit dey make
My heart cold
When they said
Derek gone
Nah bitch dnt hit my phone
Cause when I get
Up in my zone
Fah Fah
I'ma hitchu wit my chrome
Dis Dat drive by
Music dis Dat
Ride ride ride
Dis Dat hot shit
Ride ride
Dis Dat hot shit
Writer: jibreel mitchell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid