Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Hot

(make it hot) x2

Uh! uh! ah!

I make it hot! (how ) hot enough to fry
(how hot? ) hotter than front porch in july
(now that's hot!) real hot, 'bout a and two
(I make it hot) won't even stand next to you
(make it hot)

Verse 1: mowf
It's so to say goodbye, so i
with me the memory of your good try
You fry like grease in the skillet
I'm the heat, feel it, you got beef? it!
it, coz your girl was like, "oh my gosh!"
It's just the mc my spot get hot, time to wash it
Do shit, coz I'm comin' through with new shit
Who, shit, you? shit! who you to? (shit!)
I be runnin' through shit, your whole crew, shit
I get funky as ? ? ? bottom of shooooe (shit!)
yeah baby hah!
Tryin' to see my is like tryin' to see to panama!
Nah! mo' like, tryin' to stop a ball!
Nah! mo' like, shavin' a chainsaw!
Nah! blahzay shimmy ya (what!)
I can no sense and I can still be raw

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Verse 2: b
Lonnie b and danja are here to show y'all brothas straight up
(what!)
That on a scale one to ten, y'all need to get your weight up
and get ate up, with the cross on the fader
When it's time to set it off, I my ass, like jada (uh!)
(make it hot)
I like raider (what!), hit me on my pager
If you wanna hear the of the 804 flava
Brothas on our jocks, but be claimin' that they hate us
Coz we be the friendz movie makers (once in a while!)
I to have trap, but keep 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! have her kneeling like the center for the lakers
I'm not a (uh!), not even a playa (what!)
you talkin' 'bout a playstation or a sega
And show biz, like markie, dis and catch the
party people, ha haa! catch you later

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

Verse 3: danja & lonnie b
I keep burning down your
Long as rappers being wack, I unfurl
On the track, coz I'm like a pound girl
Fat! doing me is like a pound curl
Impossible, coz I'm like a thousand pearl
Priceless, on the mic
bustin' 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!
Rappers don't understand, I live day to day for a
Get you knock rock like gravel, now you layin' on your (uh-huh!)
Who you? coz I'm brotha who can do you
Quicker than sistas do the when they hear buju
Yeah, I used to
Now I'm that rapper tappin' asses, like water splashes when you

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

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

(make it hot) x2