Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Hot

(make it hot) x2

Uh! uh! ah!

I it hot! (how hot? ) hot enough to fry
(how hot? ) hotter than your porch in july
(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 memory of good try
You could fry like grease in the
I'm the heat, feel it, you got beef? it!
Squash it, coz girl was like, "oh my gosh!"
It's just the mc make my spot get hot, time to it
Do shit, coz I'm comin' through with some new
Who, shit, you? shit! who you to? (shit!)
I be runnin' through shit, bring whole crew, shit
I get funky as ? ? ? of your shooooe (shit!)
Yeah baby hah!
to see my style is like 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 no sense and I can still be raw

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Verse 2: b
Lonnie b and danja mowf are to show y'all brothas straight up
(what!)
That on a scale from one to ten, y'all need to get your up
Step and get ate up, the cross on the fader
When time to set it off, I show 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 super friendz movie (once in a while!)
I used to have trap, but it full of paper
But now I got a pocket of papers, she jockin', i'ma take her
Taste her, no need to her
Oh! I'll her kneeling like the center for the lakers
I'm not a playa-hater (uh!), not a playa (what!)
you talkin' 'bout a playstation or a sega
And show biz, like markie, dis and the vapors
Peace people, ha haa! catch you later

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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 keeps burning!" (uh!)
We it hot!
"the-the world burn-burning!"

3: danja mowf & lonnie b
I keep burning your world
Long as rappers keep 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 a thousand pound pearl
Priceless, on the mic
Just bustin' nuts like a thousand pound
I hurl, a thousand mcs in the (what!)
And mix 'em up and drink 'em like moet, I hurl!
Rappers don't understand, I day to day for a battle
Get you knock rock like gravel, now you layin' on your (uh-huh!)
Who you? coz I'm that who can do you
Quicker than sistas do the butterfly when they hear
Yeah, I used to
Now I'm rapper tappin' asses, like toilet water splashes when you

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

(hoo! I even believe you sayin' that shug!)
Go ahead, coz I'm tryin' to make hot
(how hot? ) hot to fry
(how hot? ) hotter your front porch in july
(now that's hot!) hot, 'bout a hundred and two
(I make it hot) brothas even stand next to you

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