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    "Hot Heat" Lyrics

    Youngbloodz feat. Backbone and Bone Crusher

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    Early morning to late night, hey!!!
    Gonna give it to ya?, just like you like, hey!!!
    Lettin? the world know just what it be, hey!!!
    Look, shawty an? dem? lay you down with hot heat! hey!!!
    Forever grind on this here concrete, hey!!!
    You can quote every word that I speak, hey!!!
    Stay sharp, heavy starch in my crease, hey!!!
    And spit this slang like an automatic piece! hey!!!

    I hear em? hollerin?, tell me what do he wanna do
    We finna? act a fool, youngblood, dat attic crew
    We keep it moving on these suckers in and out of town
    Caught em? slipping on that corner, lil? shawty draw down
    Swats, mean mugs and thugs
    The art of money making, murder murder, and drugs
    Hear what I say, don't play no games, it's automatic hit ya?
    They say these ladies shady baby, keep your pistol wit? cha
    Jump out four doors, let me get that there
    Partna, leave it where you standing, sucka get somewhere
    Lil? shawty shake some, lil? shawty take some
    Shoot a g, bet a g, I say I break some
    Gotta get em?, split em?, let this hot heat penetrate em?
    My lil? buddies drop em? on the spot, no hesitation
    Better know bout? that, we leave em? stuck like four flat
    Gear it up, you seen this here before black


    You on your last and only way of ever living
    And it's forbidden to even mention on what your life is riskin?
    Gettin? fold, now whether you know, see you s.o.s
    Put an s on your chest, see it ain't nothin? less, unless you
    And go tell the rest on what is real, what is flawed
    Where you been, and who you saw, nigga naw
    We won't fall for no broad, and all because see we gonna pause
    In the night, see they gonna crawl, so listen when we hit ya?
    Comin? dead off to you f**king raw, like underdogs
    See we gonna win, never was you just a friend, from way back
    Count to ten, now this shit is bout? to end
    So suck it in, and get a grip, make your move and make it quick
    Before you snooze, you gonna lose, dwellin? on that other shit


    Now let me tell you how it go man, shackled like the chain gang
    Stuck off in this range, trapping, trying to snap my chain man
    Here, it's an ugly thang, I'm back on these streets again
    Own the strength (strem-ph), I'm known to limp
    Everything is against da grain
    Can't you tell, a-t-l, sack it up, make it sale
    Fat sacs keep em? coming back, now they shop with pelle pelle
    Big time playa, never scared, hill-top nigga, never fell
    Terroristic threats, shawty tell em? that this here ? death or
    Ain't no time, f**k around with crime, strap it up, sack up
    them dimes
    Chill the mo?, ? ? , billy dee dranking, everyday living fine
    Constantly stay on the grind, niggas they don't fuck with mine
    Hit em? hard, one hit caught, the other two times can't fuck
    with mine

    This song was submitted on December 20th, 2004 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Jamahr Williams, Jeffrey Ray Grigsby, Patrick L. Brown, Raymon Ameer Murray, Rico Renard Wade, Sean Paul Joseph, Wayne Jr. Hardnett.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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