I keep my at 74 when I'm at the crib And 79 in the winter time, thats how I live But when the homies and say lets hit the town, when we do haters frown, nigga turn the down I know we the line, and bitches think we I know you feelin n tough, but you best You don't wanna get Its pain in this check they temperature, they all up in my mix up? Suckas! Ain't no back! I wanna know, what'chu lookin at? I just come to it with the bitches, I come for you If you want it, my homies got a gun or two I take on one of you, wanna do Don't forget I got this club on my side, is dumb and you Stop, everybody, what's sound? It sound like a hater bout to get the beat the quick. And why they go and get me pissed, when they know I'm me clique and a real nigga mitchy slick On Hennessy, sprite n lemon, fuck niggas, invite the women wanna insight the gremlin, now ya invite the crimin-als Don't gimmie bullshit, dont gimmie no looks Ya better get the shit, a veteran knowin'll andn let up ya hit me up cuz So ya snap ya fangers And then rock it Cuz if ya spit it I'mma let hot hit it Bout a somethin, he looked like he wanted had him beefy, now he look a honey bun or somethin AYE why they always gatta trip I'm my business, now I check yo temperature AYE, hater man ya fixin' ta Make me it if ya heated when I ya temperature AYE Now I aint to play games, so why ya gatta go and make me ya temperature mane AYE N I guess we all bang, if ya heated when I ya temperature mane
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To you the truth we a ball there's all over the place To Tell you the we havin a There's bitches all over the bitches all over the place why is you niggas all up in my I'm the flip the script and start drippin on like niggas lookin at? I think these niggas might some glasses what lookin at? I tuckin its tail I aint ever mistookin that plus I can read your plan my book of raps last that tried it a right n then he took a nap nigga go night night for fucking wit niggas that fight and of you suckas be hatin cuz we shinin some bright lights t-nutty street buddy tech n9ne and the better act like they got sense stop lookin at me n go get in a nigga stretch the flex but won't flinch, flip the and my nigga bow straight from cal a .50 cal wow ask around and tell you blaow blaow nobody trippin off of you I jus wanna it and be cool half of these niggas are up in this motha wanna be part of the cuz know we do the fool go and act retarded dont ever like to it but you can be a if I lose it your mouth for this I'm a niggas temperature then sliding off with chick smokin wit her (chorus) AYE why always gatta trip wit'cha I'm my business, now I check yo temperature AYE, playa man ya fixin' ta Make me it if ya heated I check ya temperature AYE Now I come to play games, so why ya go and make me check ya temperature mane AYE N I guess we all bang, if ya heated when I ya temperature mane