what's up man?
these hot boy$ back at it again
ya heard me?
oh and it's guerilla warfare time
we got these ol' bitch ass niggaz scared
look here
luxury cars on chrome
i play that
five figure bonds on charges
i'd paid that
ounces of coke at a young age
look i weighed that
my click done blewed up you know haters
they hate that
come around me with a bad bitch
you know i'mma take that
put a chopper in my hand
and watch how quick i sprayed that
drop a track watch how quick i go and lace that
cash money i don't think y'all niggaz could really faze that
beef with me
i don't think you ready to face that
put money in front of me and watch how quick i chase that
nigga give me the weed and i'm ready to blaze that
i'mma man and if its my charge
i gotta take that
mouth off yo brains
and i'mma have to waste that
k bullets burn
you talk and watch you taste that
i'm so large
i gotta phone
the fedz can't trace that
you gotta respect i'mma fool
how you love that
got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
they on fire
they goin burn me somebody help
they got guns
they goin shoot somebody help
please somebody help
got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
they got guns
they goin shoot somebody help
they on fire
they goin burn me somebody help
please somebody help
got these bitch niggaz hollering' help
nigga
my click raw
play it us we blow shit
we was trained for war
believe we act a fool bitch
we take situations fo
we don't play no games bitch
we put on sound to talk aloud
the kids claim shit
we on another level you stuck on the same shit
cmb came through now we done rearranged shit
we got the game locked these wannabe soldiers ain't shit
y'all ain't from uptown
can't come homebound and say the flow
you
bitch
we don't wear the suit
we wear tee's
fro's and reez
we think absolute
got bigettes on our rollies
y'all know we drive fine cars
lexus and benzes
i don't know what women think they could fuck wit b.g. not in a million years
you could come and top this
i wonder who goin do my beats
fresh rock shit
give him five or ten minutes
he goin drop a hot hit
fuck that other nigga
them hot boy$ come in and shot shit
hook: got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
they on fire
they goin burn me somebody help
they got guns
they goin shoot somebody help
please somebody help
got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
they on fire
they goin burn me somebody help
they got guns
they goin shoot somebody help
please somebody help
got these bitch niggaz hollering' help
these hot boy$ on top trained for drama
no way you goin run
try to hide
we goin find ya
i you forgot its my job to remind ya
we bust twos
playa haters we misuse
i don't give a fuck
i bruise nigga
if you ain't know
cash money straight fools nigga
now baby got the 'tillery duct off fo' sho'
me and lil' weezy
jumpin' out the two do'
lexus coupe with the combat boots on
soldier fatigue
ready to get our shoot on
niggaz goin bleed
you heard of us
we murderers
and dangerous
ain't no serving us
we creep silent like burglarers
we busting our bang
that's off top we trill
we don't fuck with the lame
we all real
and we about our motherfucking change
we do or die for life
we represent to the fullest
and we ride tonight
got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
they on fire
they goin burn me somebody help
they got guns
they goin shoot somebody help
please somebody help
got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help
them hot boy$ coming please somebody help
they on fire
they goin burn me somebody help
they got guns
they goin shoot somebody help
please somebody help
got these bitch niggaz hollering' help
it's like that ya heard me?
we told y'all niggaz need help right now
we steal and fuck shit up ya heard me?
just like that man
not all everybody goin be hot boy$
but nigga know who the original hot boy$ is
ya heard me?
it ain't no secret
them cash money millionaires
man that's the motherfucking real
original hot boy$
everybody wanna be hot boy$
boy that's cold
that's sorry
niggaz know they sorry fo' that too
but it's all gravy
can't strip 'em
ya heard me?
we laying it down
and it ain't no secret
you need to get yo' own shit
damn
why you have to run with our shit
we put this shit together
we the originators
yea