Luyện nghe bài hát Can U Make It Hot

[verse
We back to the scene with, no love
Players to pimps and, mo'
people we, stay plugged
Awwww yeahhh, us
(? ? ? ) fresh and baby us
The niggaz that, run through
But let the typical niggaz, run you
Runnin thang baby, that's through
And how much money could, you
For the baby that, burn you?
the streets is cold, this shit get hot
Certain motherfuckers sit and plot
Do it guns to pull oo-wops, as it to glocks
Roam the street, like a
joe pe-sci, I'm a goodfella
Goin all out, what my daddy us
The got ahead, make 'em all jealous
Fact(? ? ) you wait, and niggaz
pimpology
And I been around the on a oddysey
So obviously, I live the pledge
It bother me, it don't bother me
So obviously, and
I with the pledge it don't bother me, c'mon

{female singers}

Can you make it hot like
Can you make me scream ya-ya, cause you're,
Can you make it hot like
Can you make it hot this?
Can you make it hot like
Can you make me scream ya-ya, cause you're,
Can you make it hot this? ..

two]
Check it out
One-two, one-two, who
Ain't no us, that's true
Got taken away, you get loot
Four bad hoes, to get scooped
Catch 'em and check 'em, put 'em but I wet 'em
Put your in the air and say, "ya-ya"
All my say, "ya-ya!"
Poppa to me like, "pa-pa"
Drop-top bentley, benz and
(? ? ? ) skins and lucci
Can I make it hot like (ahh)
Can I make it hot like (ohh)
See put it in mo', so, it be cold
Somethin like superior I'm bustin the flow'll
you probably touchin yo' toes (yo' toes)
I got the type of funk to yo' hoes get low
Can't have the po-po up
But I can't picture us bus
Give you somethin make you
the stuff from the triple beam
Hit the scene and get the green baby
And show 'em what it mean just to baby
When we prop stop drop
Niggaz down like, what what what?

[verse - mo unique]
Uh oh the m-o, u-n, i-q-u-e
Comin out of phil-ly
So you make it hot like me?
go toe to toe with me?
Whether I'm the industry
Cause nobody do it better than me
Who got capacity to break it
Thinkin we in the knees?
Wanna it, say it to your majesty
Stop it dunn you're killin me
me ballin, niggaz ain't ready
Straight bitch (? ? ) I rock the 40
Got the to wanna battle with me
But them you posess you could never compete
Watch this low right here, like honey
Had that body from your head to feet
Chickenheads comin up, can't see
Started a fire, but i'ma bring the
Make it hot
From the to the rooftop
Papi don't til these haters drop
And we cop the drop-top to floss at the
Niggaz better ahold cause when the sun explode
The rap (? ? ) soul'll put you under my

[verse
Hey mama stick a fork in it, you be dealin
With some brothers that ain't less fortunate
But I'm a brother that be
I treat a lady like a if she be livin like an orphan-it
Hit the on the fourth and fifth, cause if your paper
Will not bend we tryin to it like we awesome
How many chance you to get? i be the brother in the club
be shinin with the goldish fit
Cock-back you wet me up, let me smile, keep it real
And I it when you sex me up
hold me down baby, let me up
Recognize I'm a star, you hit the (? ? ), you in class
But you had to cut, be rules to the game
If you rushin then you to butt(? )
Ain't no time for no up, good game get me too
Even if you what?
I'ma man give a love, laid back with the ladies
And I bang the true thugs
Cheddar with my crew what? because a chi brother know
That a plugged on the dove
Let the know I blew up, because I got on my top
And I drop a new cut
Invent a style and they want that that
Seen (? ? ) (? ? ) spin in my cadillac
it right back

Chorus (repeat to w/ variations)