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Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

 

Let 'Em Burn

(album: Let 'Em Burn - 2003)


H-beezy in this motherfucker man
Fa sheezy nigga come here to burn this whole motherfuckin city down
Know what I'm sayin, see what I'm saying slugga
We bad than a motherfucker

[Verse One: Juvenile]
If I got a problem with a nigga I'm gon' tell him to his face
Fuck holdin it in on my chest, heeling the case
I don't hang with too many niggaz cause some niggas is fake
I'll have you in some shit that you can never escape
Look, all them motherfuckers be throwing them hailmarries
A nigga make you think he bout it, but the hoe is scary
You know how that be, talking that shit to they clique
But if you catch 'em by theyself they transform to a bitch
Nothin but T tellin me "what's happening Juvey"
Smokin cause they heard the click clack of my oozie
Choosin cause you not remembering what you said
You was fucking clean over me nigga now I feel played
Now where the iron at, where the hoe mouth at
You think you walking away from here, bitch I doubt that
I got you stranded, I got you stuck out
You never thought that you would show up at your ? house

[Chorus]
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas stealing Fresh tracks) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas hating Cash Money) We let 'em burn nigga
We let 'em burn nigga, we let 'em burn nigga
(All these niggas want be hot boys) We let 'em burn nigga

[Verse Two: B.G.]
Give me a can of gas, a torch, my strap and Im gon' ride
Once I find who I'm looking for I'll set 'em on fire
Searchin for niggas out there disrespecting the game
It's gon' get real, we don't clear that repping off our name
I'm genuine, I got the right to say I'm hot
I feel steam through the process burnin beamers at the cops
Geezy been through it, if I said I done it you gon believe I did do it
Everyday hood shit I lived through it
I don't throw a brick and hide my hand
If I make a statement I can stand up acting like a man
Swimming with sharks, drinking with gorillas, playin capers with snakes, I'm
affiliated with killers
Player haters I drop 'em, Slim I got 'em
I chooka chooka chop 'em, chooka chooka chop 'em
I hope you people smart, and they got life insuarance
Cause I catch ya down, strike a match and let you burn

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Turk]
Is you ready for this guerrilla war? I don't think so
Hit your block with fifty shots, see nothing but gunsmoke
Slip up and you get popped and gon' be no second chances
Do filled and get filled, so take it like a man and
Waht you gon' do when the tables turn nigga
Better be ready shoot and let 'em burn nigga
Fuck wit' the wrong dude and you gon' learn nigga
Get out of order and you get what you earn nigga
I'm untamed, I be wiling the streets thugging
Me and Lil' Wayne, two young niggas that can't be trusted
Even though I'm young I'm still a hard hitta'
Soulja out Magnolia, bitch nigga wig-splitta
A nigga who kill ya and dump ya body in the river
So they don't know that I did ya in and
Any nigga come in that water for ya, nigga they drowning
Pass the sets nigga it'll be you that I'm downing

[Chorus]

[Verse Four: Lil' Wayne]
I went in with all these killas so all I know is head busting
Keep a gun and I pull the trigger clear the block in a hurry
All that unnecessary jaw-jabbing I let my pistol bark at 'em
Never thought niggas would start static bring that guerrilla war at em
The danger boys pull out the heat
and hit they street and just gon flame the boys
Them niggas from the U.P.T. you just can't tame the boys
Them niggas from the C.M.B. they iron slangers boy
Better whatch out, whtach out
Pull up on the set and just hop out with the glock out
Leave a nigga wet and flip they block out and shot out
Bullets be humming, my niggas be stomping
Cowards be runnin like them "woop" people comin
Got a ? with a drum in em with a fire suit on
Come from up top the fire truck and let my rockets shoot off
Chopper knocking you off, bullets turning up
Ain't no stoping them HB's cause we burning up

[Chorus]

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