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How you love this This one here bezzled out
With the Hot Boys and the Tear Da Club Up
Nigga this
Ridin' on twenties, Memphis and New
We show you how we do this

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sosate, Lord, 'cause the war competors on irregular
Intruders face barracudas, hunt you nigga predators
Double bust, that warned them, now they surely scared of us
Seriously, we party, stay out the streets or face the

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

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

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

Real clangly and you a nigga, now who did it?
Motherfucker, no stomach, they too scary to it
Rear view mirror fucked up, so I see when they coming
Yesterday I got spooked out and drewed out on an old

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

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

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

It's the Juice comin' up out the from apart
North Memphis niggas always and we start
with these motherfuckin' haters, we ain't no traders
Bustin' hustlas and some G's chasers about that

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

be sizin', niggas ridin', I'll sign on niggas
But I'll die for a few
Suga Slim, Manny and my Hot Boy
forget my B.G.
'Cause I he'll kill a nigga more for me, bitch

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

Automatic strap plus and my soldiers
On my no matter what
got four and B.G. got ten
While my golds, nigga, we all in
Turk got the red team, double R Rolls Royce showin' love
Went to Miami and bought a Lamborgini on

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

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