Hot Boys

Hot Boys - Ridin lyrics

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We ridin coming up out of the flames with the K firing (Ride, Ride) 

Hot Boys ridin our flames firing (Ride, Ride, Ride) 



(Juvenile) 

I'm bout to make a move so you best to 86 

Cause I be coming through 

With shit that be seperating bricks 

You got a rudin' tude(attitude) then you best a get it fixed 

And ain't no missing you cause I got too many clips 

Hey then then too many times I gotta straighten the cross 

Them niggaz was trying but I was breaking æ…¹m off 

If you had it on your mind I was taking it off 

Either get up and whine or break to the north 

Look whoa there there go your cut you better catch it 

Your last minute is coming up you better strectch it 

Oh you got dope in the trunk almost forgot to check it 

Right after your head bust I expect to exit 

I'm a punch you when you're out and unlock it, I got this 

Grab a steering wheel column and pop it, we're shoppers 

I'm about to go and kill for they profit, my pockets 

Him, me, and that nigga bout to stop it 

why not bitch 



Chorus: BG and Lil Wayne

Grab your strap saddle up nigga when you ride with me 

You ain't promised to make it back when you ride with me 

And what I ride like a roller coaster 

When I ride with uptown soldiers 

Look here we ridin we ridin 

We coming up out the flames with the K firing 

We ridin We ridin 

We coming up out the flames with the K firing 



(B.G.) 

Me and my boy Lil' Wayne rolling 

Strapped up in black clothes ain't no ass holing 

Up in the bubble lye black tints ducked off 

Head busting BG straight gotta play the game raw 

Now look here nigga better be gone 

Off the block cause mother fuckers be falling 

Cause Off top I'm gone get my mother fucking creep on 

Nigga get chopped like the leaf offf a tree holmes 

I'm a flee off the scene with my rees(reeboks) on 

Black thicker shirt and my GB's on 

Run with me ain't no way you could get your sleep on 

Cause when I come ooh ooh it's hot the heat's on I know you feel it nigga 

It's pure ruckus when I enter 

I sent a message letting you know I spin ya 

Been bro shooting 

50 plus behind air T retaliation is a must 

Hollows get bust brain get bust 

Anybody here here 

When I'm full of that shit 

And I'm on a mision to split it get split 

Peep me I play for keeps I kill æ…¹m all 

No deciding 

I take no prisoners from em all when I'm ridin 



Chorus 



(Lil Wayne) 

Uh I come to leave a nigga smelly 

Full black better get ready with my M-elevy (Mack Eleven) 

Up in my 98 Chevy I swing corners 

Cut you up like w belly with that thing on ya 

Now it be me (uh huh) 

and I be Wayne (uh huh) 

This slug connect like a chain to your brain (uh huh) 

I shoot first for my talking 

Rougher than a carpet 

Heard about Hot Boys erase your name up off the market

In ya chest (*sigh*) 

And nigga break a swell fly 

Camouflage, up out sky

what if i buy you die 

Look I spin corners like a daily routine 

The bad choppers told a nigga I be 17 

I got a 10 shot glock 

Inched back then I pull it 

I'm coming round your spot with a sack full of bullets 

I be twisting round your block in all black nigga 

Full of that style don't move I day act nigga 

Find where you at and then I ch-chop nigga 

I'm on a duck plan with about 50 shots nigga 

Now whoa what saying to Shite 

My 9 be about that 

Watch it (crack) crack and I'm riding 



(Turk) 

Ride around with the 2 shooter 

Ain't gone help ya 

Playing round with the 50 shooter 

Scalp you like a scalper 

10 percent gone help ya 

90 percent gone fail ya 

Vests can't protect what I bring best 

Believe it's gone fail ya 

4 deep in a Navigator on a creep 

Windows tinted black on black with leather seats 

Hot Boys with hot girls ready for beef 

Red dot plot 32 shot bodies in heat 

Desert Eagle with hollows 

You got nothing but egos 

Putting hands to niggaz that's at evil kineevil 

Playa Hatin ass niggas like shit, get assed out 

With no doubt blood rush out like a water spout 

LD niggaz best believe they be ridin with me 

Shot L tuck best believe he be ridin with me 

With them guerillas should have left the meat where it was 

But no he wants to spark the shit up 

Nigga we ride



Chorus
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