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How you this Playboy? This one here bezzled out
With the Hot Boys and the Tear Da Up Thugs
like this
Ridin' on twenties, Memphis and New
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' them laws
A clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I fall

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

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

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

We fire, nigga, wet 'em real 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

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

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

Cowards of the hour, by my tower, flower power
Shower and devour, the boom, boom, boom, power
Tear Da Club Up Thugs, kickin' it the Hot Boys
our weapons 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 shit
Two time on a thug nigga, it since my younger days
Been pullin' triggers, runnin' thru the hallways
it raw, sparkin' at anytime

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Automatic strap plus and my soldiers
On my no matter what
Juve got and B.G. got ten
my thirty-two golds, nigga, we all in
Turk got the red beam team, double R Rolls Royce love
Went to and bought a Lamborgini on dubs

Niggas ridin' buttons to show these hoes we somethin'
And my baby, momma, the bitch 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 that

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