Title : Hot N***a(Soul Mix - For Da Street - First Day Out Freestyle With Rowdy Rebel

[Intro: Fabolous]
N***as got me on my Brooklyn shit
Aye, what I told 'em? I said
Being hot get you the MVP
Stayin’ hot get you the hall of fame
It's Loso (Brooklyn forever!)
Shmurda, what up, son?
Brooklyn, what up, son? Huh?

[Verse : One - Save Our Soul Rampeleng]

Love Your self by Save our Soul Rampeleng
Shout out to the mask Sefahlehong
Lipstick dismissed under Cover
Di scammer Facebook ba
Shwashwatha
Fetola clipa stena ask me how
Ha o qeta ho senda money
Ba o blocka aah......
Ba o siya o thetha Mahe
Like dikwankwara
We live and learn Facebook
Bula mahlo
Fake cars fakе house
Seka lelеkisa
Fake name fake trader
Se ka tshepa homie
Ba o cat fisher Ha ba o thola online
Mosadi wa ka give me love till I pass out
Ha nkhopotse wa tseba ke ya motjhakela
Mosadi wa ka online ba motsatsela
Ba mo foreha ba wrong
Nna ke Mr right
Le Sassa ya tseba ke Mr price
Ha o Tshwane le ho patalwa ka six pack
You try to scam me
Then I freeze your bank account
Talk is cheap I just add Kevin Hart
O batla Sim ke ya Rica and ke mahala
Other Side ke scrapyard ba dula ba lukisa
Like 4-5 Fnb Stadium
Ke nwa pitsa motjhini
Then ke ya performer
I got stamina like Semeya body
Pele ke ja homie ke ya rapela
Ke makgulong a matala non stop
Don't worry ka di verse di swaketse
Ke ya di senola
Like Maine a rera radiong
Di hele di dumetse am hot baby
Love your self by save our soul Rampeleng
Sooner le tlo dikela
Bedtime story
Bomrapper ba lele
Ha o rate trap
Lebala ka ma2000
New school
Pina tsa ma2000
Coca cola
Summer ya ma2000
Ha sa o sponsor anymore ichu
Ba shota ka Nna bars ke ya ba tlatsa
Lucky star am talking about
Mega bus
S.O.S - Zagie
I pick and pay
S.O.S Ena yona
Hot classic
Unique Brothers e kae?
Ntse re le teng
Mpho mokhwane
O China
Watch my kicks
Stheda my day one
O ntsa ba roba melala
Call mr chef Labc cooking in the kitchen
Matsie connecting wires
Joel mine
Other side ha ba kgone ho theohela
Sos se ka bua jwalo wa ba thonkgela
MSB
Ha Kaya ne ke robetse
Live fast die Young
Until the end of time
Staging re kopana ha ba mpatetse
Like your fans screaming charity event
Homie you need
Vodacom shake
What you know about lelekisa mixtapes
What you know about struggle and pain
What you know about Steve Biko and Chris Hani
What you know about apartheid
Freedom boy
Where basotho this day’s ke bona maburu
Ena ke PSL
Ke o phasa fair play
Adidas beautiful
I need a pair
Like Rick Ross everyday am hustling
Lelekisa
Now they loving it
Na la mpona ke Nna mang S.O.S
Jwale ke bona jealousy
Mona le mane
Kgale ba tsheha
Ha ke pusha
Nthwena le nthwane
This beat turn me on ho feta limit ya sky
This round is long
Ke e pusha ka lite
Everything e soft
Ke kena ka hike
Baby please shake your bum bum
Make that flavor bubble gum
Botjhabela botjhabela botjhabela yoh
This girl is mine
Tlong le fotse line
I don't share her like a slice
Ke ya tseba le ya mobatla le
Tlo mokgalla feela
Le batla a be there le
Tsebe ho theoha feela
Ha se mavoma zonke
Tjhe la tella
Le le bangata so - one in 10
Ho nna Mona wrong turn
The mountain of the youth
You don't understand you need
Fruity loop
You are on and off like ex boob
We share memories - ah koo
Am happy hare me too
Ba bangata bare Sheba like Zoo
Ke ya mo handle
Yes ke my boo
You can follow me Baboon
Ke tlo o kgaola speed balloon
No respect Salute
Tloho ke o tjhaele atjhusi
Dula there nka Juice
Lelekisa am out
[Verse : Two : Rowdy Rebel]

Ain't with the funny shit, load up a hunnid clip
You already know who I'm comin' with (Who you wit')
If it's lit, then it’s lit, y’all know how we get it
We drop shit for the fuck of it (How you get?)
If he make a mistake and move wrong
With no hesitation, Monte uppin' it (Huh?)
If it’s ten K on this n***a's head
Fuck that, we gon' double it (Huh?)
I went the wrong way (What?), I had to reroute (Skrrt)
These is bloody shoes (What?), I'm gonna bleed out
If she can’t get away from her n***a (Shut up)
I tell her, “Sneak out” (Don't you dare)
Don't pull on my mans (You gotta), I gotta keep out
Then I put her on molly and Xans, I got a geek now (Baow, baow, baow)
Middle fingers to the opps, you know how we rock (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
It ain't no options
R.I.P. to Pop Smoke, if we find out who did it
Y'all know we gon' pop them
Red beam, .30, shot 'em, drop 'em
I'm just bein' honest
Ayy, yo, D, when you got 'em? (D, I got 'em, n***a)
Want mission accomplished (Baow)
Back to this rap shit, back to the topic
Count up the profit (Huh?)
I pull up with a bad bitch
By the end of the night, we gettin' it poppin' (Ooh)
Speak about rap shit
I hear all the hate, I hear all the gossip
But I promised Boobie I'ma chill, for real
So don't let me break that promise (Gang, gang)
Everything litty, everything digital
Put that on God (My n***as in the stars)
When I'm back in the city
I'm mixing Givenchy with Christian Dior (I'm with the star)
And it's [?]
They lookin' for comments like Lira Galore
I'm back in my city
I hopped out of prison and jumped on the Forbes