Got the balls, you've become a young man now There's just somethings you just don't understand now Got the balls, you've become a young man now There'
's gonna get hot tonight. It's gonna get hot tonight, The moon is shining bright, Put your hair up right and wear your dress too tight It?s gonna get hot
Yeah, come on and flip the coin Here now it is your choice, that's right Gotta roll the dice H-H-H-high risk You're getting high stakes And now it's
I don't need no one to tell me how to feel the beat I don't need no beat to tell me how to move my feet Just go and do what you do 'Cause there's nothing
: I don't need no one to tell me how to feel the beat And I don't need no beat to tell me how to move my feet Just go and do what you do Cuz there's
: I don't need no one to tell me how to feel the beat I don't need no beat to tell me how to move my feet Just go and do what you do 'Cause there's nothing
: Yeah, come on and flip the coin Here now it is your choice, that's right Gotta roll the dice H-H-H-high risk You're getting high stakes And now it
Got the balls, you become a young man now, There's just somethings you just don't understand now, Got the balls, you become a young man now, There's
choppers scream Havin trouble this evenin Leavin the scene not breathin Me and the Hot Boyz ride Cheif and gettin high Beef and niggas die when me and the Hot
: (D. Henley and G. Frey) Now, where you going? Now, what's the rush? You listen here No, you just hush I know what you think That man don't know anything
wear ya vest G Unit in the house Forget the rest GGGGGG G Unit yeah [Verse 1: Young Hot Rod] Homie rush now we ain't in a rush now Take my time I gotta
that, Cindi was my dope fiend mother Welfare checks never stepped through the front door Cuz moms would run to the dopeman once more All those days, had me fiending for a hot
rich I need cream, to buy Ellene a dream house She no longer fiend out y'all, Outlawww [Napoleon] Another lonely ni**a with a 12-gage pump with a 12-hour rush
I'm so ghetto I'm oh so hardcore I'm down by law this style ya never saw I give em jus a little then watch em fiend for more Yea they want more they hot
Yeah Uhhhhh Yeah [Verse 1] I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it I make it hot, mothafuckas
back, put my knife through ya six pack Gat bust, adrenaline rush, blowin' the dust Five point O, burnin' the cluth, while I'm burnin' the dutch You thought them other niggas was hot
m bailin thru the door again Let the Momo pour again Me & my ho again Yea she got the four up in this motherfucker And Imma bust it if you try to rush
One two (haha) Check out how we do (haha) One two (haha) Ima make it hot like fire (Oooh) Ima make it hot like fire (Oooh, Oooh) Ima make it hot like