Oh no, she's not a secret now. But, nobody cares. The wolves have smelled her scent. Some of us wouldn't be lying if we said were trying too hard. But
Übersetzung: Hot Hot Heat. No, Not Now.
: Oh no, she's not a secret now. But, nobody cares. The wolves have smelled her scent. Some of us wouldn't be lying if we said were trying too hard.
I had to get it how I live But it's better now; I'm on another level now I got cheddar now; I got my shit together now I'm livin swell nigga, I'm givin
your ground Cause if you not paying attention, you 6 under the ground 13-VL is where I be, if I need to be found You niggas streak and let of heat is
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
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
work like a seventeen shot glock B.G. a raising star, pass me the guard I'm bout that war, and these Hot Boys going take this shit far leave yo block hot
out the window, hit the heat Apply pressure to yo head nigga, And little bullets take red from yo head nigga, Should have watched your mouth and not said
they don't know who hit him. The hood talkin man everybody know. (I know its fucked up) Now I lay thee down to sleep, niggas tryin' to lay me down wit heat
yeah [Verse 1: Young Hot Rod] Homie rush now we ain't in a rush now Take my time I gotta look plush now We at the club now I got the boss up The group
m the first one to warn them Blast it Wrapped in plastic Bullshitting got his ass hit (outlaws) Ain't nothing left now Treated like a stepchild Was not
three days! [gunshot] My eyes red! - Somethin' wrong with my head The Mack stashed right under the pillow on my bed! {DAMN! } It's not hot! - Why the
supposed to hold a gun, not be stuck in the office! Michael pimped me? - I was in the passenger seat We was comfortable with me round, cause I blast my heat! Now
bang bang boogie We get em oh goodie Keep the hoodie when your fuckin wit me me me [Verse 1] Now what you hear is not a test I said its not a test nigga its not
shakin' I'm from Southside mothafucka, where the gats explode If you feel like you on fire, boy drop and roll niggas'll heat ya ass up cause they heart turns cold Now
