Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Hot

(make it hot) x2

Uh! uh! ah!

I make it hot! (how hot? ) hot to fry
(how hot? ) hotter than your front porch in
(now hot!) real hot, 'bout a hundred and two
(I make it hot) brothas won't even next to you
(make it hot)

Verse 1: danja
so hard to say goodbye, so i
Take with me the of your good try
You could fry like in the skillet
I'm the heat, it, you got beef? kill it!
Squash it, coz your was like, "oh my gosh!"
It's just the mc my spot get hot, time to wash it
Do shit, coz I'm through with some new shit
Who, shit, shit! who you talkin' to? (shit!)
I be runnin' through shit, bring your crew, shit
I get funky as ? ? ? bottom of your (shit!)
Yeah yeah hah!
Tryin' to see my style is tryin' to see to panama!
Nah! mo' like, tryin' to a cannon ball!
Nah! mo' like, shavin' a chainsaw!
Nah! blah shimmy ya (what!)
I can make no sense and I can be raw

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Verse 2: b
Lonnie b and danja mowf are here to show brothas straight up
(what!)
That on a scale one to ten, y'all need to get your weight up
Step and get ate up, with the on the fader
it's time to set it off, I show my ass, like jada (uh!)
(make it hot)
I rock like raider (what!), hit me on my
If you wanna hear the sounds of the 804
Brothas on our jocks, but they be that they hate us
Coz we be the super movie makers (once in a while!)
I used to have trap, but it full of paper
But now I got a pocket full of papers, she jockin', i'ma her
her, no need to rape her
Oh! I'll her kneeling like the center for the lakers
I'm not a (uh!), not even a playa (what!)
Unless you talkin' 'bout a or a sega
And show biz, like markie, dis and catch the
Peace party people, ha haa! catch you

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We it hot!
(make it hot)
[erykah badu on "on & on"]: "the-the-the-the world burning!"
We it hot!
(make it hot)
"the---the---(uh!)the-the world burning!" (uh-huh!)
We it hot!
(make it hot)
"the-the-the(no question!)the-the-the world burning!" (uh!)
We it hot!
"the-the kee-kee---keeps burn-burning!"

3: danja mowf & lonnie b
I keep burning down your
Long as rappers keep being wack, I
On the track, coz I'm like a thousand girl
Fat! doing me is like a thousand curl
Impossible, coz I'm like a thousand pound
Priceless, on the mic
Just nuts like a thousand pound squirrel
I hurl, a mcs in the b'rrel (what!)
And mix 'em up and 'em like moet, till I hurl!
don't understand, I live day to day for a battle
Get you rock like gravel, now you layin' on your shadow (uh-huh!)
Who you? coz I'm brotha who can do you
Quicker sistas do the butterfly when they hear buju
Yeah, I used to
Now I'm that tappin' asses, like toilet water splashes when you

All y'all out there that buck at this (uh!)
Are like blind men having sex
You don't know who you with!

(hoo! I don't believe you sayin' that shug!)
Go ahead, coz I'm just tryin' to hot
(how hot? ) hot to fry
(how hot? ) hotter than your porch in july
(now that's hot!) real hot, 'bout a and two
(I make it hot) brothas won't even stand to you

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