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Chea, Ace Hoood, Gutta, (Who Hotta Than Me?) Gutta comin soon my nigga, (Who Hotta Than ME!) Who hotta then gutta nigga, no nigga hotta then ace hood See, I don jumped up in the game, tell em who hotta then me, Know you heard about the name, H double O-D the beast, Been up in it 6 months, already BET If your searchin for the youngin tell em watch tv 1-0 sixty Parker Rap CD is where the kid be Swag switchin on them haters, still fuckin with the streets Went from bein fed bound, to up in the magazines She say have a couple a fans, not hundred thousand that scream Ain't nobody do it wrong, they can't do it like me Point your baddest bitch out, and bet let her fuck the team When I step up on the scene, bet your main broad leave She ain't kickin with a lame get some brain, I'll leave Bet you tried and call her names, she forget who you be Fuck nigga, I'm ACE (who?), he ain't hotter than me Only nigga in the hood on them mink fur seats Lamborghini doors up, see the now and later feet Got the starbursts on my neck, jelly beans for the wrist I'm a virus goin round, cause the jewels so sick Take the smell of a nigga, bitch I know that I'm the shit Who will start us in the game, on the summer jam list Atlantic ATL, I'm on my New York shit Got the single of the year, sucka niggas getting pissed Letras de cancionesSpent a hundred for the chain, but I'm still up in the VIC Homies say you getting money, flippin, servin them Buur That's the streets bout the nigga ain't a man of his word Pussy nigga where your money, bitch you lyin to the birds Type a nigga go to court and tell the judge what he heard He ain't hotter than me, and I'm sure you niggas heard Got the streets on lock, they know the verses, every word Every noun and every verb, bitch that's all a nigga serve Any questions bout me, pussy nigga see the streets One question for you niggas, now tell em what it be Who hotter than me nigga? ACE HOOOOOD Who hotter than hood nigga? Gutta, comin soon homie Gutta, who hotter than me nigga? From Letras Mania