Sage The Gemini - Hot Coffee lyrics correction

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Shit, fuck it, driving on the freeway, car crash, life flash grab the e-brake
Threats arriving, he say she say
But if he comes to East bay, I'm a put his life on Ebay
Get high bitch, you ain't me you the hybrid
Like greeting the Chinese upper cut you that’s hi Chin
I don't like friends, just family, others vamanos
Me and Quamy, West McArthur at Los Vamos
Vicious with the spit I'm Komodo, tell they mama I'm a Jack-er-son
Tito, he solo, used to ride in the stolo
No money to get my own
I even used to wish the style was free I couldn't do it off the dome
But I don't wanna think of that, you drop your food you feed the rats
Blow your brain into your hat, I'll give your ass a thinking cap
Moving on my gangster shit
Arms was stretched that's gangster crip
Not saying I'm untouchable but touch me boy that's fuckin' it

Awww shit they shooting
Wake ya ass up this ain't a movie
This real, these facts, this that hot coffee in your lap

I'm a rider, he a bitch call 'em Rah Digga
Desert eagle, aka born in the mob, Chippass
Pop 'em like a bottle, call it celebration
Split his ass in half separation, segregation
Hot Boyz Lil Wayne it took Dedication
I should've known you would cross me, your own niggas hating
Yeah, these rules is unspoken
I'm from East Oakland, cocaine promotion, everybody on it
niggas selling I ain't with the telling
I don't say no names, it's the yang
I don't play them games, I'll bust your brain
NHT, niggas having thangs I'm yelling real yang
Pop 'em like a tag for speaking bad, we don't do them things
No Sage like Geminis you're playing both sides
You're like a bitch that can't fuck boy you don't ride, ya don't slide
Nigga I hit em up call it 2Pac
2 Glocks a drink for you and a drink for you that's 2 shots, Chippass

Awww shit they shooting
Wake ya ass up this ain't a movie
This real, these facts, this that hot coffee in your lap

Correct Hot Coffee Lyrics