What's up These Hot Boy$ back at it again, ya me? Oh and it's Guerilla Warfare We got ol' bitch ass niggaz scared Look
cars on chrome, I play that Five figure on charges, I'd paid that Ounces of coke at a young age, look I weighed My done blewed up you know haters, they hate that Come me with a bad bitch, you know I'mma take that Put a in my hand, and watch how quick I sprayed that Drop a track how quick I go and lace that Cash Money I don't think y'all niggaz could faze that Beef with me, I don't think you to face that Put money in front of me and watch how quick I chase Nigga give me the and I'm ready to blaze that I'mma man and if its my charge, I gotta that Mouth off yo brains, and I'mma have to waste K bullets burn, you and watch you taste that I'm so large, I phone, the fedz can't trace that You gotta respect I'mma fool, how you love
Got these bitch hollerin' HELP Them Hot Boy$ please somebody HELP on fire, they goin burn me somebody HELP They got guns, they shoot somebody HELP Please HELP
Got these niggaz hollerin' HELP Them Hot Boy$ coming please HELP They got guns, they goin shoot HELP They on fire, they goin burn me somebody Please somebody Got these bitch niggaz HELP
Nigga, my click raw, play it us we shit We was for war, believe we act a fool bitch We take situations fo, we don't play no bitch We put on sound to talk aloud, the claim shit We on another level you stuck on the same CMB came now we done rearranged shit We got the game locked these wannabe soldiers ain't Y'all ain't from uptown, come homebound and say the flow, you We don't wear the suit, we tee's, fro's and reez We think absolute, got on our rollies Y'all know we drive cars, Lexus and Benzes I don't know what think they could fuck wit B.G. Not in a million years, you could come and top I wonder who goin do my beats, Fresh shit Give him five or ten minutes, he drop a hot hit Fuck that other nigga, them Hot Boy$ in and shot shit
Got these bitch hollerin' HELP Hot Boy$ coming please somebody HELP They on fire, they goin burn me somebody They got guns, they goin shoot somebody Please somebody
Got these bitch niggaz HELP Them Hot Boy$ coming please HELP They on fire, they burn me somebody HELP They got guns, they goin shoot somebody Please somebody Got these bitch niggaz HELP
These Hot on top trained for drama No way you goin run, try to hide, we find ya I you forgot its my job to ya We bust twos, haters we misuse I don't a fuck, I bruise nigga If you ain't know, Cash Money straight fools Now got the 'tillery duct off fo' sho' Me and Lil' Weezy, out the two do' Lexus with the combat boots on Soldier fatigue, ready to get our on Niggaz goin You heard of us, we murderers, and Ain't no serving us, we creep like burglarers We busting our bang, off top we trill We don't fuck the lame, we all real And we about our change We do or die for We represent to the fullest, and we ride
(2x): Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' Them Hot Boy$ coming please somebody They on fire, they goin burn me somebody They got guns, goin shoot somebody HELP Please somebody
Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' Hot Boy$ coming please somebody HELP They on fire, they goin burn me somebody got guns, they goin shoot somebody HELP Please somebody Got these bitch niggaz hollering'
(during the time the hook is said) It's like that ya me? We told y'all niggaz help right now We and fuck shit up ya heard me? like that man, not all everybody goin be Hot Boy$ But know who the original Hot Boy$ is Ya me? It no secret Them Cash Money Man that's the real, original Hot Boy$ Everybody be Hot Boy$ Boy that's cold, that's know they sorry fo' that too But all gravy strip 'em Ya me? We it down And it ain't no You need to get yo' own Damn, why you have to run with our We put shit together We the Yea