strippin nigga, I ain't even trippin nigga Me I handle business; God's my only witness Watchin homicide, sayin "Who the fuck did this?" Me I run the street mayne, so I keep the heat
sto nudo con le calze bianche io sto con gli ippopotami, sono retro cioe, e metrosessuale fare sesso in metro? Vecchia scuola non mi serve il cialis ho gia Heater
to her daddy she's an innocent child Not knowing what's happening when he's away But like a bitch in heat, she's ready to play She fucked five niggas '
the deadliest disease My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe Ya whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees In the heat of the night
m the last one standin the rest die Victims of my lethal chrome cannon, Westside Though it's worldwide no one can deny my views Tracked it to my very fabric once the plastic blew Five
too near me we rushin Visions of over-packed prisons, fiends and ni**az thug livin Pressures and three strikes, I hope they don't test us They pull the heater
explode Rather die Murder mutha-fuckas lyrically And I'm not gonna cry Me A born leader Never leave the block without my heater Two big pitts I call
s hectic it's sleazy But I guess that the streets is harder Trying to survive in the life of a young godfather My homies is making it elsewhere Striving, working nine to five
s MVP And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me [Verse 2 - The Game] I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya First mixtape song,
: [Talking] Uh huh, Uh huh, five, five, one... it's real shit nigga [Chorus] You niggas say somethin' slick, you'll get SLAPPED for that You niggas
some new ones Big got hit in that passenger seat Pac got hit in that passenger seat Now I'm ridin' 'round in that passenger seat Come near the whip, I'm blastin' my heat
Beat Street I stink like pop's feet, make sweat wit no heat Verse 2: [Timbaland] I'm up on this track, like Pam Grier in movies I heats up the beat
: [Computerized police sirens] Yo, you hear 'em sirens I know you hear 'em Don't get scared It ain't five-o (naw) That's the funk yo (yeah) Don't act
always talk with some dump in they mouth Like Bone Thugs won't really turn it out Go down like snitches, sheisty like bitches They gotta realize that it's five
] [Both] The roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof) [Kray] I'll heat ya block with heat so, hot, hot, hot... [Both] The roof, (the
] Get up and get something [Layzie] It's all about money ain't nobody frontin' I gotta go get it we gotta survive Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five
that heat tight, livin that street life. Nigga Imma let it fool round and get war. Niggas is plottin that 2-11, thats why I got heat for armageddon. Picture
and you might get shot, get shot Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all? ... to death, death death You could be the first to feel the heat to