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letra de down here - hot boys

song: down here
typed by: catashtrophe21@aol.com

[b.g.]
(y’kno about the hot boys n-gg-, y’kno about the hot boys n-gg-)
n-gg- say new orleans fake, n-gg- better fear down here
we have mo’ muders than the days and a year down here
you got c-ke – we’d a make ya disappear down here
you outta line – we’d a leave ya block clear down here
if you ain’t from here, you better not come live down here
we drank champagne – we don’t f-ck with beer down here
we straight snakes – we come at’cha from the rear down here
we straight guerillas – you +get it how u live!+ down here
i’ma chopper toter – i ain’t never showed no fear
i duct tape ya – rope ya and cut ya from ear ta ear
bgeezy is one of the hottest n-gg-z in the pad
get outta line with me and i’ll leave ya sh-t flat
clickin’ and clackin’ blacka and bangin’ ridin’ at night
jackin’ and slangin’ hustlin’ and peerin’ man thats my life
baby – slim – fresh – juve – weezy – turk
that’s my clique – disrespect ’em
a get ‘cha call ta the morgue quik n-gg-
y’kno about the hot boys
disrespect ’em a get a call ta the morgue quik

[lil’ wayne]
(look look look)
i come with, k’s and glocks, ready ta spray the block
raise the spot, blica-blazin’ hot
ha! see i’m the, youngest c.m.b. n-gg-
hollygrove hard hitter
get rid of n-gg-z if you come with the correct scrilla
i’m on “de’ netha dela” – it turn me ta killer
say it’s a shame ’cause wayne – an untamed guerilla
ya got the dope and ya-ya – you drop it like it burn
i get that rope and tape and, i gatta have yurn
i know i’m raw – i know i’m out thea’ bad
but i get it how i live, ’cause that drought ain’t playing
and i’m ’bout that cash, so i can bounce back fast
so i gatta dress in black with dirty ‘boks and mask
p-ss me the smell of braish let me blow out my brain
i’m on the block, hotter than a trench ready ta do it a-gain
lil’ weezy – hot boy – have you feelin’ the flames
’cause these blood stains, in ya, hilfiger my man

[juvenile]
i ain’t with that bullsh-ttin’ lil’ one so take heave
i ain’t gonna stop until all of you b-tches leave
you mothaf-ckin’ right i got a complex
you mothaf-ckin’ right i’m takin’ hits, with a contract
been in n-gg- everywhere but under the foots
i’m try’na take lil’ daddy head outta the roots
i’ll catch him in the broad daylight – i’ont give a f-ck
find me a illegal dice game – we gon’ f-ck it up
be’cause n-gg-z, try they best, ta catch me
but i ain’t, gonna let ’em, stretch me
i’m not, abouta run, ’cause i’m a soulja
i keeps, me a gun, when in that nolia
my tongue, never loose, ’cause i’m a fool
ask a n-gg- who bout it, them ak’s rule
you better not be running through n-gg-z that i despise
catch you off ya bases leave the murder rate high

[turk]
(look look look)
uptown is where i’m from – magnolia soulja til i die
keep a chopper with a drum – realest they come – ready ta ride
i never been a hoe n-gg- – i been bout drama
never hung with the young n-gg-z – i run with the ol’ tymers
n-gg- want start something – kham’talkn about you bring it
if you up weight it don’t stunt – we leave you bang-ed
you didn’t – say you didn’t, be a man don’t be no hoe
if you live by the gun – then by the gun is how you go
n-gg-z don’t fight no mo’ – all they do is slang that iron
n-gg-z they killin’ slow – that’s how it go in (’99)
ain’t no rules too this sh-t – spread when you wan’ spread it
shoot then talk later – play it how you wan’ play it
you got a problem with me n-gg- – we can do it how you wanna
spin a bend in broad daylight and i bet’cha you be a goner
sh-t n-gg- i’m goin’ all out behind mine
burn your block down, at any given time n-gg-, what?
n-gg-, what? n-gg-, what? we come na tear it up, what?

- hot boys

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