boys at war, dem boys at war Dem niggas from uptown, dem boys at war Dem boys at war, I say dem boys at war I say dem niggas from downtown, dem boys
Übersetzung: Hot Boys. Boys At War.
ass cuz dem boys at war Dem boys at war [Chorus] Man..dem boys at war...I say dem boys at war I say dem niggas from uptown, dem boys at war I say dem
hot boy Red a hot boy, Is you a hot boy Chopper City hot boys, We some hot boys Wide Open hot boys, We some hot boys Is you a hot boy, I wanna hot girl
tha game raw nigga What what Huh huh What Hot Boy$ play tha game raw nigga Hot Boy$ play tha game raw nigga Hot Boy$ play tha game raw nigga Hot Boys
then draw You done falled in war Got in a big brawl Thought hard but you wrong So you still get scarred Y'all boys done played wit some all out kill niggas Jump in hot
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
secret weapon I think the war is on And when they ask em who is he It's 7th sign and bone Call me a secret weapon When the war is on And when they
-eleven, I was there) Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War! Hut, two, three, four - No War
you [Ice Cube] Damn G, the spot's gettin hot So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot? Police looking at niggaz through a microscope In L.A. everybody
so fuckin hot too fuckin hot that day, just too fuckin hot how can it get that hot, how can it be that hot? too hot, too hot, too hot, it was just too
I heard your album bout your tec on the dresser So yeah I sampled your voice, you was usin it wrong You made it a hot line, I made it a hot song And you
I blast and Banned From TV your ass with no mask, look at the camera like what? Yeah I did it like them sick white boys the court committed To the death
Send 'em to the children of the corn we the people See, niggaz through the eye of the demon My lethal injection, destroyin evil Hot Nikkel, private eye one pistol Aimin at
at (Fuck South Cack) Where all my LA nigga's at (Fuck LA, yo) Where all my Texas nigga's at (Fuck Texas, yo) Where all my Detroit nigga's at (Fuck Detriot
you will prevail The beam from the tone, guillotine, niggaz' domes Should've calculated game, no running when it's on [Chorus] You boys wanna get it
: These Streets Is Where I Learned Play with Fire You'll Get Burned When The Heat Was Hot I Turned, Turned To Trouble... Trouble Yeah Yeah C Three Yeah
you might fall and bust your ass No snakes at the carter, tell the gardener to cut the grass I hear 'em but they talking under mass Stop throwing pebbles at
