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How you love Playboy? This one here bezzled out
With the Hot Boys and the Tear Da Club Up
like this
Ridin' on twenties, and New Orleans
We gonna you how we do this

know the motherfuckin' score, bitch
Y'all boys, y'all boys, ready for this
Hot Boys, Hot Boys gunnin' with the 6
40 Cal in my draws, runnin' from laws
A clip is rolled in my sock, I'm that I don't fall

I'm certainly hittin' corners, hittin' gates, is dirty, plenty tight
Leapin' buildings in a single bounce, feelin' ceiling lights
Hear me this, if I go, I go in style
But in Tennessee, another bugged out nigga

Fuckin' with me, huh? You with the wrong one
That fire spit my K have your wig cooked when I'm done
Now hold up B-Geezy, what to be the blood clot?
Is it enough for me to go, up them, drug spot?

Lil' killa Weezay, they drug spot is fuckin' up a nigga,
Get 'em out and shut bitch down
Huh, well, let's ride,
We gettin' high, realize they all die,
Them Hot Boys started

We gonna fire, nigga, wet 'em real
Wave your hand rid a bye, bye, bye,
Shut down they hood and shoot they streets on both sides,
We the Hot B. lighters, at nighters in two red Vipers

They gonna expect two snipers splittin' heads this
Puttin' they clique in a bustin' gats like this
Full of danger in all black like this
And if a nigga want some more then we be like this

Sosate, Lord, the war competors come on irregular
Intruders these barracudas, hunt you nigga predators
Double barrel bust, that warned them, now they scared of us
Seriously, we party, out the streets or face the territory

Cowards of the hour, sickened by my tower, flower
Shower and devour, the boom, boom, boom, power
Tear Da Club Up Thugs, it with the Hot Boys
'Cause our weapons weigh a ton and we came to bring the

I'll wet a nigga, for anything, me and my Hot Boy clique
Quick to in all black and drop a nigga like shit
Two time on a thug nigga, 'bout it since my younger
Been triggers, been runnin' thru the hallways
it raw, sparkin' at anytime

Any place, with my fuckin' 9
I got an army of with automatic gats
splittin', head ass niggas Craig, Ron and Randy
Hot Boys and Three 6, teamed up realer
Wanna start beef, it's a must, we freeze it up,

Real trigger and you a nigga, now who did it?
Motherfucker, no stomach, they too scary to it
view mirror fucked up, so I can't see when they coming
Yesterday I got spooked out and out on an old woman

I told the lady, "Look I'm sorry, miss, I knew I was
But you so fuckin' close to me, I thought it was on
That's why my partners is gone, done seen an evil approaching
And a nigga got 'em, if it was me, I would smoked him

Let's all this nonsense 'cause they couldn't catch Lil Duane
Y'all motherfuckers think a in this man
Shit if hammers in tap ons, don't even 'bout it thugsta
'em in the garbage expectin' they'll find an inner city, youngsta
I'm an all hustla, get paid in many ways

a Dre to get played, had a connection with Yah
Once before I in a house and killed four
Hit the nigga for dirty hoes that he kept the floor
Now I'm the Three 6 mob pushin' them Burbs
Niggas done made a come up Hot from the 3rd

It's the Juice comin' up out the dark apart
Memphis niggas always heart and we start
Shit with motherfuckin' haters, we ain't no traders
Bustin' hustlas and some G's chasers that paper

Pass weed if you a friend of me
punk tricks kill a fifth of Hennesey
And get bucked in the club, that's how we be
All you niggas
Throw thangs and show them teeth, it's on

Niggas be sizin', ridin', I'll sign on niggas
But die for a few niggas
Slim, Manny and my Hot Boy Clique
Never my B.G.
'Cause I he'll kill a nigga more for me, bitch

But I'm with Three 6 and I'm showin' love
Where these Tennessee hoe suck dick till they see
Wearin' my glove in case I gotta bust a niggas head, 'cuz
Niggas buyin' Bentlies on dubs, with VC's is a must

Automatic strap plus and keep my
On my feet no matter
Juve got and B.G. got ten
While my golds, nigga, we all in
Turk got the red beam team, R Rolls Royce showin' love
to Miami and bought a Lamborgini on dubs

Niggas ridin' buttons to show these hoes we worth
And my baby, momma, the play too many games
Said she was pills
Now she pregnant again, but all gravy, baby
And my gonna be strapped, if I'm blind, deaf or crazy, baby
Playboy, you can believe

How you love it now
Fresh on the motherfuckin' tracks, boy
Yo, yo, yo, Hypnotized, motherfuckin' productions
Up in here, you me?
Hot with Three motherfuckin' 6 bitch