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Hot Heat (feat. Bone Crusher & Backbone)

Early mornin' to late night

Gonna give it to ya', just like you like

Lettin' this world know just what it be

Look, shawty an' dem, lay you down with hot heatForever grind on this here concrete

You can quote every word that I speak

Stay sharp, heavy starch in my crease

An' spit this slang like a automatic pieceI hear em' hollerin', Tell me what do we wanna do?

We finna' act a fool, Youngblood, dat Attic Crew

We keep it movin' on these suckers in an' outta town

Caught 'em slippin' on that corner, lil' shawty draw downS.W.A.T.s, mean mugs an' thugs

The art of money makin', murder, murder an' drugs

Hear what I say, don't play no games, this automatic hit ya'

They say these ladies shady, baby, keep your pistol witchaJump out four doors, let me get that there

Partna, leave it where you standin', sucka get somewhere

Lil' shawty, shake some, lil' shawty, take some

Shoot a G, bet a G, I say, I break someGotta 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 blackEarly mornin' to late night

Gonna give it to ya', just like you like

Lettin' this world know just what it be

Look, shawty an' dem, lay you down with hot heatForever grind on this here concrete

You can quote every word that I speak

Stay sharp, heavy starch in my crease

An' spit this slang like a automatic pieceYou on your last an' only way of ever livin'

An' 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 confessAn' go tell the rest on what is real, what is flawed

Where you been an' who you saw, nigga, naw

We won't fall for no broad an' all because see, we gonna pause

In the night, see they gonna crawl, so listen when we hit ya'

Comin' dead off to you fuckin' rawLike underdogs, see, we gonna win, never was you just a friend

From way back when count to ten, now this shit is 'bout to end

So suck it in an' get a grip, make your move an' make it quick

Before you snooze, you gon' lose, dwellin' on that other shitEarly mornin' to late night

Gonna give it to ya', just like you like

Lettin' this world know just what it be

Look, shawty an' dem, lay you down with hot heatForever grind on this here concrete

You can quote every word that I speak

Stay sharp, heavy starch in my crease

An' spit this slang like a automatic pieceNow let me tell you how it go, man, shackled like the chain gang

Stuck off in this range, trappin', tryin' to snap my chain, man

Here, it's an ugly thang, I'm back on these streets again

Own the strength, I'm known to limp, everythin' is against da grainCan't you tell? ATL, sack it up, make it sale

Fat sacs keep 'em comin' 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 trillAin't no time, fuck around with crime, strap it up, sack up them dimes

Chill the Mo',[Incomprehensible] Billy Dee drankin', everyday livin' 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 mineEarly mornin' to late night

Gonna give it to ya', just like you like

Lettin' this world know just what it be

Look, shawty an' dem, lay you down with hot heatForever grind on this here concrete

You can quote every word that I speak

Stay sharp, heavy starch in my crease

An' spit this slang like a automatic piece

Songwriters

JOSEPH, SEAN PAUL / WILLIAMS, JAMAHR / BROWN, PATRICK L. / GRIGSBY, JEFFREY RAY / HARDNETT, WAYNE JR. / MURRAY, RAYMON AMEER / WADE, RICO RENARDPublished by

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network

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