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Hot (Intro) (Album Version) - John Forte

No need to be scared you got to be prepared

No games just taking names

I got vendetta son

If I must say you need to recognize John Forte'

I want two minutes uninterrupted

Just to let you know how things go

The full on introduction listen hard

I'll put you on to somethin'

To Let all the gentlemen

And ladies finally meet the Nutzbaby

I heard the buzz lord it trapped me

With all these niggas records sounding happy

That's nonsense so even

When I smile I'm kicking street sh*t you bounce with

You want what Affiliated

With some world-reknowneders

Fifteen records gold-plated

But it's the Nutzbaby know

Your territory 'fore you play it

Is you crazy ni**a

Every ghetto block tastes this gravy

Shady niggas taste to say we unofficial

Grissle slide dog I'm certified

You rappers irk me to my heart

With a spike in every tree odyssey

Sounding like you gott-a

Be who you be Centers don't shoot a three

I hit it hard love my pain is sincere

I want revenge wanna get me Hot this year

It's to stop your career

So brothers sit straight bragging

On the air like you're dead weight

You mid-weight I'm closer to the street

Than a mix tape baby

Who you think you dealin' with

I'm known to dip on

And off many tracks as I write my own sh*t

So who fraud Speak on it god

Get the point

While your shines getting snatched in the club

I'm gettin' love In the strip joint tight

VIP all downtown New York baby

Three scoops and have 'em giggling Oops Nutzbaby

This a grown man affair

I know thugs who strip 'em bare

And do drugs like breathing air

But I rarely go there

I'm here to think quick and drink slow

For brothers that I link with got liquid

Like a flow shorties actin' stank 'til they seen the video

And wore ins with my mens

I break 'em off like bobby pins

Joyride like Spragga Benz

Only seven niggas in this close 'til death an overdose

Manage funds with number one OT's with baby guns

Chop lock with Mr Rash get laid with Freddie Suade

Nelda you do the books Pretty Pat stay paid

And to my mentor the true inventor Black Sinatra

The San Diego don Adolph with Ollie Oshe

So what the deal That the deal

I set sh*t off then peel

And when I sell a million plates we need to renegotiate

Mostly lately I'm gettin' on 'em

You're trying to break me I'm SHITTIN' on 'em

Well you can hate me 'cause I'm swift

Who the mouthpiece for beef jealous niggas just reef

You know the stat there I bless it

I ain't home leave a message

You a hoe from years ago

John Forte' ain't in the rest here

I let my mens call it for the ballers if you check it

'Cause All You Gotta Do is make a record