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Lil Poppa, Yo Gotti – H Spot Lyrics

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Lil Poppa, Yo Gotti - H Spot Full Lyrics
Lil Poppa, Yo Gotti – H Spot Lyrics

Lil Poppa, Yo Gotti – H Spot Lyrics below:

[Intro: Lil Poppa]
I’m coming up on Dunn’s finna pass Lem Turner
Finna pass Edgewood and Golfair and shit
Finna get off on MLK
Ride that bitch all the way down to dirt and get off out East
I’m comin’ from the North, we can meet wherever you wanna meet up
I’ll be there up ten, five minutes top
From Gray Street on by all the way to seven
Wherever you feel the safest, that is your choice, nigga

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[Chorus: Lil Poppa]
They call this bitch the hell hole, it’s bammin’ like a H spot (A H spot)
Tryna dodge them cell doors, me and my niggas hate cops (We hate cops)
Finna go get some money while you out here tryna make opps (Make opps)
If you ain’t having straight drop, how you gon’ shut down they spot? (They spot)
Shortstop nigga, I was right there when the dope dropped (The dope dropped)
No lie, nigga, I was right there when the coke was high (Coke was high)
Get the bag and don’t subtract, you always add and multiply (And multiply)
God forgive me for this and that but if he lack, he ‘posed to die (He ‘posed to die)

[Verse 1: Lil Poppa]
You get your chance, you ‘posed to try (You ‘posed to try)
Oh, he killed your mans? You ‘posed to ride (You ‘posed to ride)
He dissed again, tell him post it now (Huh)
The price get cheaper every more you buy (Every more you buy)
I go to hell, I’m ‘posed to fry
Better kill every nigga that’s supposed to die (Supposed to die)
Fuck the playoffs, boy, I need a trophy now, better go slide soon as you notified (As you notified)
Draco shorty ain’t even twenty-one and they gon’ let the court decide (The court decide)
They say no Dracos on ’til we twenty-one but how we gon’ survive? (We gon’ survive)
But fuck it, I need no reminder, say you forgot, must I remind you?
Same niggas, you be on Insta tryna be the same niggas that’ll come and find you

[Chorus: Lil Poppa]
They call this bitch the hell hole, it’s bammin’ like a H spot (A H spot)
Tryna dodge them cell doors, me and my niggas hate cops (We hate cops)
Finna go get some money while you out here tryna make opps (Make opps)
If you ain’t having straight drop, how you gon’ shut down they spot? (They spot)
Shortstop, set up shop with everything that they got (That they got)
No, don’t cut the stock, this the same one that nigga Tay got (That nigga Tay got)
Chevy what you on, bruh, let’s pop out, we in they block (On they block)
Wanna do what we do, but they cannot, that’s shit that got your dawg popped, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Poppa]
We want all opps dead, we leave all thots on read
If one of them send her then bust her head (Bust her head)
I’m in a rental with one of them sinners
You know that we tint ’em, that’s just how we play it (That’s just how we play it)
What’s the cause of death? He bled
Ain’t see the shooter ’cause he fled (‘Cause he gone)
CP3 on the way, he ain’t come to play, and these niggas scared
You can come out, I swear it’s safe, we gon’ do this music shit instead
Make them stand on everything they said now (Everything said now)
Bitch, stop talkin’, put your head down (Put your head down)
Better be cautious, I heard the feds ’round (The feds ’round)
And you know they watchin’ what they call it, nigga

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[Chorus: Lil Poppa & Yo Gotti]
They call this bitch the hell hole, it’s bammin’ like a H spot (A H spot)
Tryna dodge them cell doors, me and my niggas hate cops (We hate cops)
Finna go get some money while you out here tryna make opps (Make opps)
If you ain’t having straight drop, how you gon’ shut down they spot? (Yeah)
Shortstop nigga, I was right there when the dope dropped (Yeah)
No lie, nigga, I was right there when the coke was high (I am)
Get the bag and don’t subtract, you always add and multiply (CMG shit, nigga)
God forgive me for this and that but if he lack, he ‘posed to die

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
From North Memphis to Jacksonville
From dog food to selling pills (Yeah)
Fish scales and bells and giving street niggas record deals (I am)
Presidential level six, the Lamborghini bulletproof (Frrt, frrt)
Two somethin’ on the dash and you couldn’t touch if you wanted to (Yeah)
We made thuggin’ popular (Popular), and yeah, I fuck with Poppa nem (Poppa)
And all my opps fans, I might autograph that Drac’ for them
Niggas say they gon’ do somethin’ to me, I’ma pray for them
Still outside in the public, I’m just waitin’ for them
Yeah

[Chorus: Lil Poppa]
They call this bitch the hell hole, it’s bammin’ like a H spot (A H spot)
Tryna dodge them cell doors, me and my niggas hate cops (We hate cops)
Finna go get some money while you out here tryna make opps (Make opps)
If you ain’t having straight drop, how you gon’ shut down they spot? (They spot)
Shortstop nigga, I was right there when the dope dropped (The dope dropped)
No lie, nigga, I was right there when the coke was high (Coke was high)
Get the bag and don’t subtract, you always add and multiply (And multiply)
God forgive me for this and that but if he lack, he ‘posed to die (He ‘posed to die)

 

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