ya disappear down here You outta line we'd a leave ya block clear down here If you ain't from here, you better not come live down here We drank champagne
Übersetzung: Hot Boys. Down Here.
Hot Boys nigga, y'kno about the Hot Boys nigga) Nigga say New Orleans fake, nigga better fear down here We have mo' muders than the days and a year down
is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you
: (B.G. Talking) What's Happenin Mayne? This Lil' B.G Your #1 Hot Boy and I got my Chopper City boys ridin with me You know what I'm saying and we bout
this here (let's do it baby) everybody throw your hands up Come on, everybody catch the flo' (come on) It's going down up in here (going down up in here) Ok, Chopper City, hot
Cause we do shows all seven days of the week Top of the line rides flying up and down the street Any kind of car C.M.B (Cash Money Boy$) boys could claim
be catchin' a nigga corner, rippin' through a nigga street Hot Boys they ride with me, like a preist, five deep Windows tinted, clips extened, drum lettin' Bustin' lead 'n, real 'n, Hot
and the Hot Boyz ride Cheif and gettin high Beef and niggas die when me and the Hot Boyz ride Girlfriend under the seat, driver side of the Hummer Here
take ?? full off highly tips The glock nine automatic ? speed ?? I fuck wit' ballers and killers ask Suga Slim and B-3 Fresh ordered twenty keys turned them over to me Hot Boys
on the same track murkin somethin I told y'all boys, That you can't keep a nigga from the 3 down Now y'all done sight that lil 40 up just feel us down
I Get Down Bitch-niggaz get found...smellin' foul Itz Blaow, chck, chck, Blaow, That's How I Get Down... [Baby] Look, come here Liven', walk over here
ya head fucked up every time. [Chorus] [Outro:] Yeah. I know y'all know who I am in here. I'm just down here hangin'out with m' boys... Brother Marquis
through the forest Mama Bear asked Papa Bear could he eat her porridge Papa Bear said 'shit bitch, you must think I'm sick Just get down here, on your
waste, tears rollin down my face Cause my life is filled with hate Until I looked around me I saw nothing but family, straight up down for me Panthers
came here to groove Grab a fella that you like now everybody move Hook Breakdown: Front back side to side up down left to right Front back side to side up down
,3} Money-Money I Got, Money-Money I Got (Yeah, I Run New York!) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Come on man I'm hot now, drop now, top down I got style Been around
Down But Wait Until We Find Out Tonys Background [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] Maybe We Crazy, But This Is The Way We Came Up, Ni**A Front, Then Somethin Gon Go Down
