Hot Boys Gangsta Nigga Lyrics

[Lil Wayne]
Holla at me n____ you know it be Weezy "The Don"
I murder easy but hard to kill like Steven Segal
Its paper, p____, and pistols pass love to the pimp
I'm clutching a M busting that tip for f___ing with him
I'm stuck with the hustle, smuggling whatever for the cheddar
Tucking the metal don't play and I'll get f___ed if I let em
I gotta ride til I resign its Squad or die
And any coward try its homicide
We got glocks and stuff, got federal agents watching us
Got n____z hitting glocks see us I love (?)
See I'm above any n____ that you name
Hop up out the blue thang
With two flames like "What you saying?"
I do's my thug thang daily
380 tucked under the seat of the S-Class
Shots rip your chest fast
I'm a mother f___ing mess man
Street n____z fo sho
A fire Hot Boy ok? Ya know

[Chorus: TQ]
We only like gangsta s___
Cause I drive a gangsta car
And street n____z run this s___
We only like gangsta broads
If you wanna see gangsta s___
Then push me a lil too far
Cause street n____z might not quite
You gone have to call the law

[Turk]
n____z keep they stash in they ash
Round where I'm from
Uptown and that Nolia we sold smoked chumps
Quick to steal a n____ any time of the day
If his a__ outta line we ain't standing all day
Pimp, play off top better believe that dog
And plus we stay strapped ducking short of the law
I run with solid n____z that'll ride for me
s___ head Craig, Running Red and my n____ Big Ki
s___ I rap about I'm one n____ that live it
c__e, dope, guns, n____ I live it
I'm only 19 and I'm down for killing
Just because a n____ rap dog don't get it twisted
I send shots quick through your Jerseys and Filas
My finger get to flicking please believe I ain't missing
Lil Turk +Young & Thuggin'+ know you n____z know about me
Cash Money Hot Boy play dog and watch me c___ it
I'm a street n____

[Chorus]

[B.G.]
If I rap about it n____ I done lived it out
It ain't s___ I'm fantasying this s___ I been 'bout
I'm a ghetto mother f___er, keep a K with a drum
Quick to do a n____ something, I don't give a f___
I run the streets, all 12 months of the year
And where I'm from you can't come
If you ain't from round here
I'm thugged out to the fullest - call me B.G.
Someone you don't want to play with cause I'm H-O-T
Fire, burning, scorching, flaming
You gone melt n____ wishing that it was raining
Play the game as you want wined up in a trunk
You better think before you do because you don't
I be bustin' heads, running from feds, duckin' laws
Ride all day don't rest til I kill 'em all
I be thuggin' hard and you know that I play it raw
Send ya to the morgue
Cause I'm a mother f___ing street n____

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]
I had a little profit out the other hood
I used to go by her house in the wee-wee hours
Creeping, laying the wood
They had n____z on the block but they knew I was cool
But still on G.P. I used to keep me a two
Cause she know not what a n____ think
Plus you know now that if a n____ tryin' pull gank
That's life though
Whodie just like I thought b____ was straight hatin' dog
Me I was 'bout having war, I was impatient ya'll
I stopped going by my peeps house chillin'
I stayed in my hood plotting how I'm gone kill him
Now my girl say the n____ been watching the house
So I'ma go and show the whodie what this drama about
What I'ma do to him its gonna make his momma freak out
I'ma either get him in or outside of his house
People gone say "Lord, lil one died hard
Took it to the head five times in the backyard"

[Chorus]