my cheek, you know my steez Fuck the police, usin' probable cause to break laws Behind the badge you try to cover up your racial war I got somethin' for you boys
for war It's time for war (Uh) It's time for war It's time for war It's time for war It's time for war Look at how easily I flipped it And switched
, 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
Party At Be b-boys! And be b-girls! The red neck _____ Of this world! Celebrating the flow, The boogey back ___, The one's that make ya, Feel at
It?s World War I where I?m from that why my mind gone World War II when I shoot, get my grind on Vietnam War in the car, Glock nine home World War III
touchin known to cause hell in the hot summer fresh clothes fresh bowls brush my teeth 2 times a day so i got them fresh golds im smilimg wildin at
get rid of all you haters and you bustas Steppin' on cold, break a niggaz nose In the projects niggaz anything goes Breakin' fools off 'cause I'm a No Limit soldier at
Motherfuckers bust at me, you better believe I'm bustin back (2x) Verse 1 Mutha fuckaz at, war, an they line up at the door Nigga what you robbin me
momma couldn't afford, and that's crazy 'Cause as a little shorty it made me even want it more But now the police got the spot hot Doin' an undercover
I Can't Feel My Face Ya Digg Lets Do It Real Nigga I Just Cant Be Fake Fake Niggas They Just Cant Be Real Hot Boy I Just Cant Be Chilled So Hot Ima
boys. free to live fresh like them Mel guy. fuck ya come wit a knife for its similar to Columbine and Free dont get down like tha white boys. He that
play that game, without your team Kill for my bread, kill for my G's, kill for my cream I will have that red beam on hot beam Now I hear sirens, wait
We gon' die thuggin', bustin' at our enemies We gon' die thuggin' 'cause that's just the life we lead We gon' die thuggin', bustin' at our enemies Bustin' at
destination to St. Louis Thank you} 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
Hot spitter, yeah, where you at Shaggy? These niggas must don't know, you know I'm saying? Yeah, yeah, they fucking with international playas baby We
Making me hot, hot, hot, hot, yeah Making me hot, hot, hot Making me hot, hot, hot Making me hot, hot, hot Making me hot, hot, yeah Making me hot, yeah
hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, yo Sweat, sweat, sweat Hot, hot, hot You're making me hot, hot, hot, oh You're making me hot, hot, hot, oh You're making
we too hot New verses please, c'mon Hot damn, it's a new day Hot damn, but them boys want the money man Hoo, hoo, hoo, hot damn My how the boys grow