ya guy when the lead gun If ya think ya quick, Drama go in ya bullet Im head buttin suckas in the head wit these bullets [Hook x2] Now if ya wanna ya
want a hot girl (A-what you need boy?) I need a hot girl (A-what you want boy?) I want a hot girl Ya understand? Look that's a motherfuckin' Hot Boys
I catch ya down, strike a match and let you burn [Chorus] We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga (All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em
me ballin', wanna see me fallin' Got it locked off wit my tank against the wallin' I floss but get dirty too My Roley cost, try to take it and I'll murder you Ya
Fresh. Slim, Baby. Hot Boys. Hot Boys in this bitch. Check it out. Turk: Niggas steady getting chopped Losin they life behind stupid shit Ain't that
t walkin' Hope you got your boys and you strapped tight 'Cuz this 'bout to be some shit you won't like Picture this, a fome hot, to your dome hot I was
and move (Baby) You know them lil' boys got guns round here (Juvenile) Stick and move (Baby) Man they just had a murder round here (Juvenile) Stick and move (Baby) You know them Hot Boys
Fill him wit hot ones Run up on the blcok wit nothin but shotguns I'ma young nigga, wig splitter, head busta I said I bust heads DA DA DA DA Did I stutta
I 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
where I know you gon' die fast Ya head and ya chest wodie Catch ya dippin' by ya whole house when ya loaded Give it too ya in blood, that's one way of
how Hot Boys play it now When we coming for yo issue wodie lay it down cause if you don't you done piss me clean off Ya history dog believe 50 shots gone set it off
clip these bullets rush, leave ya fuckin' head bust Wassup? I freeze beef like a deep freezer Ya talk noise, where ya stand nigga is where I leave ya
body hot like shit you drop nigga Hit yo block in the jag wit the top dropped nigga Soulja rags wit black bows I thugged out Two times a hot boy wit'
ta leave ya flat on ya mothafucking back Put a hole in ya head and a hole in ya chest Nigga thats how it happen ta ya when ya disrespecting Have ya mom
' it's 'bout to go Niggaz graduated from sellin' dope to snortin' dope Gangsta be bustin' heads Lil Reggie be bustin' heads K.C., he be bustin' heads Think I ain't 'bout nustin' heads
Seen us doing it in Harlem Knights Say we do it big then you boys is right Spending more dough than you saw in ya life And that's just what ya boy spent
forward the dirty south declares war You boys better harden up like 36 South I'm a raw don wit it my rhyme is like ya brain And a sawn-off wit it you