Hot Boys

Hot Boys - 50 Shots lyrics

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Load with 50 bullets
 I'm itiching to sai I got ya
 B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
 Can't let yo chrome put holes in me
 Fuck that nigga
 If u don't hit me up and I get another chance nigga
 That's dat azz nigga
 And you could trust that nigga
 I put on my first like 50 states
 I got 50 rounds to split yo muther fucking grape
 I hope u don't think u could get away
 because I ain't gon let ya u get away ???????

 Lil Wayne: Load up pull back amd aim
 Bust and release 50 blame being hanged
 Bullets slang like crack cocaine
 50 niggas always rtiding with Lil Wayne
 My ree strung up bo's fall half way
 I jumping out of trees with a camoflouge AK
 I spots my target and let'em go in the wind
 Bullets fly by cha cha blow in the wind
 One after another, another, & another
 How dey come slippin'n out the clip
 See 'em flip hm hm hum

 B.G.: U see how Hot Boys Playa it now
 When we comming for yo issue
 Whotay lay it down
 cause if you don't u done piss me clean off
 Ya history dog believe 50 shots gone set it off
 Me, Wayne,Juve, and Turk comming show u through
 4 niggas with 50 shots that's who pointed at u

 Turk: They burn ah ah on da real
 They damage fa' flip and turn ah
 Face be on a bandana fa'
 Niggas scattered like sand
 Cause I got sluggs up in my hand
 50 marching like a band
 Niggas crumble like cans ah ah
 Hold yo horses
 I gotta K with 50 choices
 So chose one
 I set it off to bruse one
 ( Chorus) Set it off 50 shots gonna set it off ( 10x)

 Turk: Killing u niggas ain't no thang
 I'm quick to let dat chopper rang
 Beef keep frozen but when it melts
 I do my thang 50 shots to set it off
 Real Quick bitch niggas get left where they can't be found
 Fuck with me
 I got some niggas on my side that will ride or die with me
 Craig,Ron, Randy a ride or die with me
 They will bust a head with me from the scene they fled with me
 My fucking rounds when I drawn down they gon draw down with me
 I acts wild when I come through
 no time to watch out
 50 shots no doubt
 Blood gon rush out
 Niggas could run up and get done up if they want
 Think i'm gon hestiate nigga i want
 I tear it down yo whole block
 with the chopper chop down yo hole block
 With chopper chop down yo hole spot
 U thinking I'm fake u bet not
 50 shots to set if off
 U get flopped of da top

 ( Chorus repeat)

 Juvenile: Welcome to Magnolia norm soldier with bombs
 Mommy knew I would blow up cause calm for so long
 For the president dat be the evil
 That got me bust'n at people
 Fuck if the shit illegal
 I gotta fix up my regal
 For da shit dat apply me
 Send apologies but I got 50 niggas
 Loyal to die for me
 Look what da devil done to me
 Runnig the beef under the streets
 Na we each gotta knock of da leash
 A bunch of empty shells
 Walking no talking plot'n for power
 Going riding in sour foe herion, rocks, powder
 Tommorrow not promised
 I got so much niggas behind us hungry parons with intenions to be tymers
 Fuck sitting around for the revolution to jump off
 Look I'm bout my issues 50 shots gone set it off

 ( Chorus til end
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Cash Money Records

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

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