Song | Young Riders |
Artist | The Hot Boys |
Album | Let Em' Burn |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Carter, Dorsey, Grey, Thomas ... | |
Artist: Hot | |
Boys f/ Baby | |
Album: Let ' | |
Em Burn Song: | |
Young Riders [Baby] | |
Off top, peep this lil' four youngstas out | |
Watch how they lay it down [Juvenile] | |
Say baby, hand me the chopper, let me cuttin' loose | |
Nigga talkin' crazy but lil' daddy ain't + | |
BulletProof+ | |
Put him in the water with the sharks, let me see if he can swim | |
Ya playin' wit'cha life wodie, you hangin' on a limb | |
Boy y'kno you scared and | |
I know you is | |
You been talkin' a whole lotta shit but lemme tell you this | |
I'ma Hot Boy a-k-a the | |
Juvenile Come in through your door with that iron - callin' ya out | |
You want do? ya bitch you | |
Got me all rav'd up and shit and | |
I'm ready ta split you + | |
Tha G-Code+ | |
I live by it and die by it | |
If you play with me - ya playing with ya life right | |
This ain't no walk in the park - it's a walk in the pen | |
Niggaz try'na take that ass, make it their girlfriends | |
Na' eat that meat, fold my clothes | |
Cuz all you niggaz ain't nothing but hoes [Baby] | |
Nigga what? | |
I don't give a fuck | |
Lil' BGeezy show these niggaz you don't give a fuck [B.G.] | |
My presidents make a nigga break it off | |
Becuz they know if they don't off this earth | |
I'ma take them off, nigga | |
I play it raw | |
You think about droppin' your nuts, better pick them up | |
Cuz you and everybody wish that | |
I'ma hit 'em up | |
So nigga give me mine, don't make me have ta take it | |
Cuz I put your family in a fucked up situation | |
Your mama like where my son at? | |
Everybody know | |
I done that | |
But the law, don't know where the gun at | |
So they can't touch me, can't question me | |
Can't fuck wit me - so it's an unsolved mystery | |
BGeezy a dawg yea | |
Don't give a fuck about the law | |
Ready ta send you ta the morgue yea | |
Have you feelin' like a number 2 pencil | |
When I put that lead in you | |
They fly ta | |
H-Town in | |
Continental | |
Live with a bad bitch, have my hoe strapped too | |
I got a Mac-11, she got a tec-22 [Turk] | |
Block of blocks, | |
I rob niggaz | |
Better drop it like its hot 'fore you die nigga | |
You can think it's a game if you want, they fly nigga | |
Them hollows hit you live, uh uh nigga | |
You be left as a memory, on a fresh white is ya picture | |
I keep it on the low, so no one a know that | |
I did ya Playin' like that, these days niggaz a stain ya | |
Play the game rap, kidnap ya | |
L.G. and (rape) her | |
I'm dirty so they call me low down - where | |
I'm from Shot first, | |
I can't miss with a chopper with a drum | |
I'm shootin' ta kill - no wheel chairs or shit bags | |
I shoot you in places where | |
I know you gon' die fast | |
Ya head and ya chest wodie | |
Catch ya dippin' by ya whole house when ya loaded | |
Give it too ya in blood, that's one way of solvin' problems my nigga | |
Come around my spot - don't know ya that's a problem my nigga [Lil' Wayne] | |
All I know is bend swangin' - make the enemy block scorch | |
Nigga I been hangin' - oh | |
I ain't just jump off out the porch | |
I'ma iron toter, my niggaz got me drinkin' | |
Henne' - got my mind towed up | |
So all I do is + | |
Spin tha Bend+ | |
I keep my rag top | |
I had it on ever since the day my dad died | |
And now it's on and | |
I'm ready for guerilla war | |
This C.M.B. - y'kno who my only niggaz are, the 17th | |
I put it down for my lil' thug niggaz - too young ta get in the club niggaz | |
But waitin' front so when you come out they bust nigga | |
Trust nigga, this shorty wild | |
And I been thuggin' with | |
BGeezy - he taught me how | |
Now play with me and watch it catch it fire | |
I hit'cha block with the long clip - ride it - fryer | |
Now watch how | |
I make my bullets spread like gengivitis | |
Lil' Wayne - | |
Cash Money | |
Record's young rider, young rider [Baby] | |
There you have it nigga, off top, four lil' youngstas | |
Knockin' niggaz dick in they dirt, ya understand? | |
So if you can't get with this here put ya dick in the sand | |
Nigga we got this shit, lockin' this shit, doin' this shit | |
Cash Money | |
Millionaires and | |
Fresh droppin' this shit | |
Nigga if you'ont like it you can suck my dick what | |
Ha! - what | |
Ha! - what | |
Ha! - what | |
Ha! - what | |
Ha! - what | |
Ha!- what | |
Ha! We doin' this bitch, get it or get with it | |
If not motherfuck ya nigga |
zuo qu : Carter, Dorsey, Grey, Thomas ... | |
Artist: Hot | |
Boys f Baby | |
Album: Let ' | |
Em Burn Song: | |
Young Riders Baby | |
Off top, peep this lil' four youngstas out | |
Watch how they lay it down Juvenile | |
Say baby, hand me the chopper, let me cuttin' loose | |
Nigga talkin' crazy but lil' daddy ain' t | |
BulletProof | |
Put him in the water with the sharks, let me see if he can swim | |
Ya playin' wit' cha life wodie, you hangin' on a limb | |
Boy y' kno you scared and | |
I know you is | |
You been talkin' a whole lotta shit but lemme tell you this | |
I' ma Hot Boy aka the | |
Juvenile Come in through your door with that iron callin' ya out | |
You want do? ya bitch you | |
Got me all rav' d up and shit and | |
I' m ready ta split you | |
Tha GCode | |
I live by it and die by it | |
If you play with me ya playing with ya life right | |
This ain' t no walk in the park it' s a walk in the pen | |
Niggaz try' na take that ass, make it their girlfriends | |
Na' eat that meat, fold my clothes | |
Cuz all you niggaz ain' t nothing but hoes Baby | |
Nigga what? | |
I don' t give a fuck | |
Lil' BGeezy show these niggaz you don' t give a fuck B. G. | |
My presidents make a nigga break it off | |
Becuz they know if they don' t off this earth | |
I' ma take them off, nigga | |
I play it raw | |
You think about droppin' your nuts, better pick them up | |
Cuz you and everybody wish that | |
I' ma hit ' em up | |
So nigga give me mine, don' t make me have ta take it | |
Cuz I put your family in a fucked up situation | |
Your mama like where my son at? | |
Everybody know | |
I done that | |
But the law, don' t know where the gun at | |
So they can' t touch me, can' t question me | |
Can' t fuck wit me so it' s an unsolved mystery | |
BGeezy a dawg yea | |
Don' t give a fuck about the law | |
Ready ta send you ta the morgue yea | |
Have you feelin' like a number 2 pencil | |
When I put that lead in you | |
They fly ta | |
HTown in | |
Continental | |
Live with a bad bitch, have my hoe strapped too | |
I got a Mac11, she got a tec22 Turk | |
Block of blocks, | |
I rob niggaz | |
Better drop it like its hot ' fore you die nigga | |
You can think it' s a game if you want, they fly nigga | |
Them hollows hit you live, uh uh nigga | |
You be left as a memory, on a fresh white is ya picture | |
I keep it on the low, so no one a know that | |
I did ya Playin' like that, these days niggaz a stain ya | |
Play the game rap, kidnap ya | |
L. G. and rape her | |
I' m dirty so they call me low down where | |
I' m from Shot first, | |
I can' t miss with a chopper with a drum | |
I' m shootin' ta kill no wheel chairs or shit bags | |
I shoot you in places where | |
I know you gon' die fast | |
Ya head and ya chest wodie | |
Catch ya dippin' by ya whole house when ya loaded | |
Give it too ya in blood, that' s one way of solvin' problems my nigga | |
Come around my spot don' t know ya that' s a problem my nigga Lil' Wayne | |
All I know is bend swangin' make the enemy block scorch | |
Nigga I been hangin' oh | |
I ain' t just jump off out the porch | |
I' ma iron toter, my niggaz got me drinkin' | |
Henne' got my mind towed up | |
So all I do is | |
Spin tha Bend | |
I keep my rag top | |
I had it on ever since the day my dad died | |
And now it' s on and | |
I' m ready for guerilla war | |
This C. M. B. y' kno who my only niggaz are, the 17th | |
I put it down for my lil' thug niggaz too young ta get in the club niggaz | |
But waitin' front so when you come out they bust nigga | |
Trust nigga, this shorty wild | |
And I been thuggin' with | |
BGeezy he taught me how | |
Now play with me and watch it catch it fire | |
I hit' cha block with the long clip ride it fryer | |
Now watch how | |
I make my bullets spread like gengivitis | |
Lil' Wayne | |
Cash Money | |
Record' s young rider, young rider Baby | |
There you have it nigga, off top, four lil' youngstas | |
Knockin' niggaz dick in they dirt, ya understand? | |
So if you can' t get with this here put ya dick in the sand | |
Nigga we got this shit, lockin' this shit, doin' this shit | |
Cash Money | |
Millionaires and | |
Fresh droppin' this shit | |
Nigga if you' ont like it you can suck my dick what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! We doin' this bitch, get it or get with it | |
If not motherfuck ya nigga |
zuò qǔ : Carter, Dorsey, Grey, Thomas ... | |
Artist: Hot | |
Boys f Baby | |
Album: Let ' | |
Em Burn Song: | |
Young Riders Baby | |
Off top, peep this lil' four youngstas out | |
Watch how they lay it down Juvenile | |
Say baby, hand me the chopper, let me cuttin' loose | |
Nigga talkin' crazy but lil' daddy ain' t | |
BulletProof | |
Put him in the water with the sharks, let me see if he can swim | |
Ya playin' wit' cha life wodie, you hangin' on a limb | |
Boy y' kno you scared and | |
I know you is | |
You been talkin' a whole lotta shit but lemme tell you this | |
I' ma Hot Boy aka the | |
Juvenile Come in through your door with that iron callin' ya out | |
You want do? ya bitch you | |
Got me all rav' d up and shit and | |
I' m ready ta split you | |
Tha GCode | |
I live by it and die by it | |
If you play with me ya playing with ya life right | |
This ain' t no walk in the park it' s a walk in the pen | |
Niggaz try' na take that ass, make it their girlfriends | |
Na' eat that meat, fold my clothes | |
Cuz all you niggaz ain' t nothing but hoes Baby | |
Nigga what? | |
I don' t give a fuck | |
Lil' BGeezy show these niggaz you don' t give a fuck B. G. | |
My presidents make a nigga break it off | |
Becuz they know if they don' t off this earth | |
I' ma take them off, nigga | |
I play it raw | |
You think about droppin' your nuts, better pick them up | |
Cuz you and everybody wish that | |
I' ma hit ' em up | |
So nigga give me mine, don' t make me have ta take it | |
Cuz I put your family in a fucked up situation | |
Your mama like where my son at? | |
Everybody know | |
I done that | |
But the law, don' t know where the gun at | |
So they can' t touch me, can' t question me | |
Can' t fuck wit me so it' s an unsolved mystery | |
BGeezy a dawg yea | |
Don' t give a fuck about the law | |
Ready ta send you ta the morgue yea | |
Have you feelin' like a number 2 pencil | |
When I put that lead in you | |
They fly ta | |
HTown in | |
Continental | |
Live with a bad bitch, have my hoe strapped too | |
I got a Mac11, she got a tec22 Turk | |
Block of blocks, | |
I rob niggaz | |
Better drop it like its hot ' fore you die nigga | |
You can think it' s a game if you want, they fly nigga | |
Them hollows hit you live, uh uh nigga | |
You be left as a memory, on a fresh white is ya picture | |
I keep it on the low, so no one a know that | |
I did ya Playin' like that, these days niggaz a stain ya | |
Play the game rap, kidnap ya | |
L. G. and rape her | |
I' m dirty so they call me low down where | |
I' m from Shot first, | |
I can' t miss with a chopper with a drum | |
I' m shootin' ta kill no wheel chairs or shit bags | |
I shoot you in places where | |
I know you gon' die fast | |
Ya head and ya chest wodie | |
Catch ya dippin' by ya whole house when ya loaded | |
Give it too ya in blood, that' s one way of solvin' problems my nigga | |
Come around my spot don' t know ya that' s a problem my nigga Lil' Wayne | |
All I know is bend swangin' make the enemy block scorch | |
Nigga I been hangin' oh | |
I ain' t just jump off out the porch | |
I' ma iron toter, my niggaz got me drinkin' | |
Henne' got my mind towed up | |
So all I do is | |
Spin tha Bend | |
I keep my rag top | |
I had it on ever since the day my dad died | |
And now it' s on and | |
I' m ready for guerilla war | |
This C. M. B. y' kno who my only niggaz are, the 17th | |
I put it down for my lil' thug niggaz too young ta get in the club niggaz | |
But waitin' front so when you come out they bust nigga | |
Trust nigga, this shorty wild | |
And I been thuggin' with | |
BGeezy he taught me how | |
Now play with me and watch it catch it fire | |
I hit' cha block with the long clip ride it fryer | |
Now watch how | |
I make my bullets spread like gengivitis | |
Lil' Wayne | |
Cash Money | |
Record' s young rider, young rider Baby | |
There you have it nigga, off top, four lil' youngstas | |
Knockin' niggaz dick in they dirt, ya understand? | |
So if you can' t get with this here put ya dick in the sand | |
Nigga we got this shit, lockin' this shit, doin' this shit | |
Cash Money | |
Millionaires and | |
Fresh droppin' this shit | |
Nigga if you' ont like it you can suck my dick what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! what | |
Ha! We doin' this bitch, get it or get with it | |
If not motherfuck ya nigga |