(hot, hot,) we on fire Them niggaz is the (hot, hot,) we on fire Them niggaz is the (hot, hot,) we on fire Them niggaz is the (hot, hot,) we on fire!
(Hot, Hot,) We On Fire Them niggaz is the (Hot, Hot,) We On Fire Them niggaz is the (Hot, Hot,) We On Fire Them niggaz is the (Hot, Hot,) We On Fire!
to yo family, and yo boys for help, look, you went and get some beef can't avoid yourself, all yo car done got shot up, yo house done got shot up, and
Yeah I got it, fuck them niggas, I ain't hidin it Hot boy with hot toys, hangin in the closest Ready to be fire, drama, i'm bout that Chopper with 50 shots
fail ya 4 deep in a Navigator on a creep Windows tinted black on black in leather seats Hot Boys with hot girls ready for beef Red dot plot 32 shot bodies
that 3 'cause they surely don't play Chop you down in a minute Yo' head, quick to spin it Set it off with 50 shots Ain't no stoppin' till it's finished
Fresh. Slim, Baby. Hot Boys. Hot Boys in this bitch. Check it out. Turk: Niggas steady getting chopped Losin they life behind stupid shit Ain't that
wanted beef and what we made it worse 3 steps shoot pah!, nigga we shoot first! Chorus: (Papa Rue) Have you ever heard of a Murda, Bloody Murda the Hot Boys
Tha Hot Boys, tha Hot Boys (We on fire) Them niggaz is the Tha Hot Boys, tha Hot Boys (We on fire) Them niggaz is the Tha Hot Boys, tha Hot Boys (We
I be catchin' a nigga corner, rippin' through a nigga street Hot Boys they ride with me, like a preist, five deep Windows tinted, clips extened, drum lettin' Bustin' lead 'n, real 'n, Hot
for me to drop ya Head shots stop, complete, 50 shots when our choppers scream Havin' trouble this evenin' leavin' the scene not breathin' Me and the Hot boys
Artist: Hot Boys f/ Lac Album: Let 'Em Burn Song: Up in the Hood [Lil' Wayne] huh, H.B. nigga, listen - From up under the bottom of the streets of
boys don't understand, this shit's going as planned Now follow me now if you want it on Salute at ease then you carry on Nigga drop and gimme 50 if
' Jay put you on, X made you hot Now you run around like you some big shot Ha, ha pussy It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely, 50
hes into clappin' Country left, same shit started happening Like, he shot rob for some ends, Rob shot Joe for some skins Cory shot Drew and we was friends Money turned boys
then Country left, strange shit started happenin' Cory shot Drew, and we was friends Like C shot Ra for some ends, Ra shot Dro for some chins Money turns boys
no) Play this on the radio (damn nigga) Play this on the radio (what the fuck u say?) First they say that faggot hot Them they let that junkie shot Keep