I keep my temperature at 74 I'm at the crib And 79 in the winter time, just how I live But the homies call and say lets hit the town, we do them haters frown, nigga the heat down I we skip the line, and bitches think we I know you feelin n tough, but you recline You don't get stained Its pain in lane I'mma they temperature, all up in my mix mane up? Suckas! Ain't no back! I wanna know, what'chu niggas at? I come to kick it with the bitches, I aint for you If you want it, my homies got a gun or two I take on one of you, what'chu do Don't I got this whole club on my side, trippin is and you Stop, everybody, what's sound? It sound like a hater to get the beat down the quick. And why they go and get me pissed, when know I'm with me clique and a real nigga like slick On this Hennessy, n lemon, fuck niggas, invite the women Bustas insight the gremlin, now ya gatta the crimin-als Don't gimmie bullshit, dont gimmie no looks Ya get over the shit, a veteran knowin'll andn let up ya hit me up cuz So ya better snap ya And then rock it Cuz if ya spit it I'mma let hot hit it Bout a somethin, he looked he wanted somethin had him beefy, now he look like a honey bun or AYE why they always gatta trip I'm my business, now I gotta yo temperature AYE, playa hater man ya ta me lose it if ya heated when I ya temperature AYE Now I aint come to games, so why ya gatta go and make me check ya temperature AYE N I guess we all bang, if ya heated when I check ya temperature
Ah! it stay out in my sunday's trippin you'll get hold up watchu bitches at? I'm callin why you askin me? if for that she said cuz she new in a mix of n9ne and twista lip and chris at ?? at hundred they spend let v and my wet who is cuz i there who is he? he aint a Who am I? KC Boss doin? tryin to back a hundred I'm eat it like it was your roll you've never a friend to me bitch betta yo temperature block you like rocky on cocky catch a lot of try to me from my Iraqi strapped on Kawasakis these poppies like that that come from over we g's livin in that coupe so that sundae is a super the fuck you hoes stand for? Knowin you all are some scared me start a girl fight betta check bitches Fahrenheit, niggas I'm BeBe See broke I Skeet skeeet I'll chirp your name for CB They gon drop you my cd (chorus) AYE why they always gatta wit'cha I'm my business, now I gotta yo temperature AYE, playa hater man ya ta Make me it if ya heated I check ya temperature AYE Now I aint come to games, so why ya go and make me check ya temperature mane AYE N I guess we all bang, if ya when I check ya temperature mane
To you the truth we havin a there's all over the place To Tell you the we a ball There's all over the place There's all over the place why is you niggas all up in my I'm from the the script and start drippin on them Whatchu lookin at? I think these niggas need some glasses they lookin at? I poodle its tail I aint been mistookin that plus I can read your plan like my book of last nigga tried it a right n then he took a nap nigga go night night for fucking wit niggas that fight and some of you be hatin cuz we shinin some bright lights your street buddy tech and the click they better act like they got lookin at me n go get in a bitch that stretch the flex but won't flinch, flip the and my bow down straight from cal a .50 cal wow ask and they tell you blaow blaow aint trippin off of you I jus wanna kick it and be of these niggas are up in this motha fucka wanna be of the crew cuz they we do the fool go and act retarded dont ever to start it but you can be a if I lose it your mouth for this I'm check a niggas then off with your chick bomb wit her (chorus) AYE why they always gatta trip I'm my business, now I gotta yo temperature AYE, hater man ya fixin' ta me lose it if ya heated when I ya temperature AYE Now I come to play games, so why ya gatta go and make me check ya temperature AYE N I guess we all bang, if ya heated I check ya temperature mane