Artist: Hot Boys

Album:  Let 'Em Burn

Song:   Down Here

Typed by: CaTasHtRoPhE21@aol.com



[B.G.]

(y'kno about the Hot Boys nigga, y'kno about the Hot Boys nigga)

Nigga say New Orleans fake, nigga better fear down here

We have mo' muders than the days and a year down here

You got coke - 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 fuck 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 niggaz in the pad

Get outta line with me and I'll leave ya shit 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 nigga

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. nigga

Hollygrove hard hitter

Get rid of niggaz if you come with the correct scrilla

I'm on "De' netha dela" - it turn me ta killer

Say it's a shame cuz 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, cuz 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

Pass 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

Cuz these blood stains, in ya, Hilfiger my man



[Juvenile]

I ain't with that bullshittin' lil' one so take heave

I ain't gonna stop until all of you bitches leave

You mothafuckin' right I got a complex

You mothafuckin' right I'm takin' hits, with a contract

Been in nigga 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 fuck

Find me a illegal dice game - we gon' fuck it up

Becuz niggaz, try they best, ta catch me

But I ain't, gonna let 'em, stretch me

I'm not, abouta run, cuz I'm a soulja

I keeps, me a gun, when In that Nolia

My tongue, never loose, cuz I'm a fool

Ask a nigga who bout it, them AK's rule

You better not be running through niggaz 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 nigga - I been bout drama

Never hung with the young niggaz - I run with the ol' tymers

Nigga 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

Niggaz don't fight no mo' - all they do is slang that iron

Niggaz they killin' slow - that's how it go in ('99)

Ain't no rules too this shit - spread when you wan' spread it

Shoot then talk later - play it how you wan' play it

You got a problem with me nigga - we can do it how you wanna

Spin a bend in broad daylight and I bet'cha you be a goner

Shit nigga I'm goin' all out behind mine

Burn your block down, at any given time nigga, what?

nigga, what? nigga, what? we come na tear it up, what?