Help Lyrics
| Song | Help |
| Artist | The Hot Boys |
| Album | Guerrilla Warfare |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| What's up man? | |
| These hot boy$ back at it again, ya heard me? | |
| Oh and it's guerilla warfare time | |
| We got these ol' bitch ass niggaz scared | |
| Look here | |
| Luxury cars on chrome, i play that | |
| Five figure bonds on charges, i'd paid that | |
| Ounces of coke at a young age, look i weighed that | |
| My click done blewed up you know haters, they hate that | |
| Come around me with a bad bitch, you know i'mma take that | |
| Put a chopper in my hand, and watch how quick i sprayed that | |
| Drop a track watch how quick i go and lace that | |
| Cash money i don't think y'all niggaz could really faze that | |
| Beef with me, i don't think you ready to face that | |
| Put money in front of me and watch how quick i chase that | |
| Nigga give me the weed and i'm ready to blaze that | |
| I'mma man and if its my charge, i gotta take that | |
| Mouth off yo brains, and i'mma have to waste that | |
| K bullets burn, you talk and watch you taste that | |
| I'm so large, i gotta phone, the fedz can't trace that | |
| You gotta respect i'mma fool, how you love that | |
| Hook: | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help | |
| Nigga, my click raw, play it us we blow shit | |
| We was trained for war, believe we act a fool bitch | |
| We take situations fo, we don't play no games bitch | |
| We put on sound to talk aloud, the kids claim shit | |
| We on another level you stuck on the same shit | |
| Cmb came through now we done rearranged shit | |
| We got the game locked these wannabe soldiers ain't shit | |
| Y'all ain't from uptown, can't come homebound and say the flow, you | |
| Bitch | |
| We don't wear the suit, we wear tee's, fro's and reez | |
| We think absolute, got bigettes on our rollies | |
| Y'all know we drive fine cars, lexus and benzes | |
| I don't know what women think they could fuck wit b.g. | |
| Not in a million years, you could come and top this | |
| I wonder who goin do my beats, fresh rock shit | |
| Give him five or ten minutes, he goin drop a hot hit | |
| Fuck that other nigga, them hot boy$ come in and shot shit | |
| Hook: | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help | |
| These hot boy$ on top trained for drama | |
| No way you goin run, try to hide, we goin find ya | |
| I you forgot its my job to remind ya | |
| We bust twos, playa haters we misuse | |
| I don't give a fuck, i bruise nigga | |
| If you ain't know, cash money straight fools nigga | |
| Now baby got the illery duct off fo' sho' | |
| Me and lil' weezy, jumpin' out the two do' | |
| Lexus coupe with the combat boots on | |
| Soldier fatigue, ready to get our shoot on | |
| Niggaz goin bleed | |
| You heard of us, we murderers, and dangerous | |
| Ain't no serving us, we creep silent like burglarers | |
| We busting our bang, that's off top we trill | |
| We don't fuck with the lame, we all real | |
| And we about our motherfucking change | |
| We do or die for life | |
| We represent to the fullest, and we ride tonight | |
| Hook (2x): | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy$ coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help | |
| (during the last time the hook is said) | |
| It's like that ya heard me? | |
| We told y'all niggaz need help right now | |
| We steal and fuck shit up ya heard me? | |
| Just like that man, not all everybody goin be hot boy$ | |
| But nigga know who the original hot boy$ is | |
| Ya heard me? | |
| It ain't no secret | |
| Them cash money millionaires | |
| Man that's the motherfucking real, original hot boy$ | |
| Everybody wanna be hot boy$ | |
| Boy that's cold, that's sorry | |
| Niggaz know they sorry fo' that too | |
| But it's all gravy | |
| Can't strip m | |
| Ya heard me? | |
| We laying it down | |
| And it ain't no secret | |
| You need to get yo' own shit | |
| Damn, why you have to run with our shit | |
| We put this shit together | |
| We the originators | |
| Yea |
| What' s up man? | |
| These hot boy back at it again, ya heard me? | |
| Oh and it' s guerilla warfare time | |
| We got these ol' bitch ass niggaz scared | |
| Look here | |
| Luxury cars on chrome, i play that | |
| Five figure bonds on charges, i' d paid that | |
| Ounces of coke at a young age, look i weighed that | |
| My click done blewed up you know haters, they hate that | |
| Come around me with a bad bitch, you know i' mma take that | |
| Put a chopper in my hand, and watch how quick i sprayed that | |
| Drop a track watch how quick i go and lace that | |
| Cash money i don' t think y' all niggaz could really faze that | |
| Beef with me, i don' t think you ready to face that | |
| Put money in front of me and watch how quick i chase that | |
| Nigga give me the weed and i' m ready to blaze that | |
| I' mma man and if its my charge, i gotta take that | |
| Mouth off yo brains, and i' mma have to waste that | |
| K bullets burn, you talk and watch you taste that | |
| I' m so large, i gotta phone, the fedz can' t trace that | |
| You gotta respect i' mma fool, how you love that | |
| Hook: | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help | |
| Nigga, my click raw, play it us we blow shit | |
| We was trained for war, believe we act a fool bitch | |
| We take situations fo, we don' t play no games bitch | |
| We put on sound to talk aloud, the kids claim shit | |
| We on another level you stuck on the same shit | |
| Cmb came through now we done rearranged shit | |
| We got the game locked these wannabe soldiers ain' t shit | |
| Y' all ain' t from uptown, can' t come homebound and say the flow, you | |
| Bitch | |
| We don' t wear the suit, we wear tee' s, fro' s and reez | |
| We think absolute, got bigettes on our rollies | |
| Y' all know we drive fine cars, lexus and benzes | |
| I don' t know what women think they could fuck wit b. g. | |
| Not in a million years, you could come and top this | |
| I wonder who goin do my beats, fresh rock shit | |
| Give him five or ten minutes, he goin drop a hot hit | |
| Fuck that other nigga, them hot boy come in and shot shit | |
| Hook: | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help | |
| These hot boy on top trained for drama | |
| No way you goin run, try to hide, we goin find ya | |
| I you forgot its my job to remind ya | |
| We bust twos, playa haters we misuse | |
| I don' t give a fuck, i bruise nigga | |
| If you ain' t know, cash money straight fools nigga | |
| Now baby got the illery duct off fo' sho' | |
| Me and lil' weezy, jumpin' out the two do' | |
| Lexus coupe with the combat boots on | |
| Soldier fatigue, ready to get our shoot on | |
| Niggaz goin bleed | |
| You heard of us, we murderers, and dangerous | |
| Ain' t no serving us, we creep silent like burglarers | |
| We busting our bang, that' s off top we trill | |
| We don' t fuck with the lame, we all real | |
| And we about our motherfucking change | |
| We do or die for life | |
| We represent to the fullest, and we ride tonight | |
| Hook 2x: | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help | |
| during the last time the hook is said | |
| It' s like that ya heard me? | |
| We told y' all niggaz need help right now | |
| We steal and fuck shit up ya heard me? | |
| Just like that man, not all everybody goin be hot boy | |
| But nigga know who the original hot boy is | |
| Ya heard me? | |
| It ain' t no secret | |
| Them cash money millionaires | |
| Man that' s the motherfucking real, original hot boy | |
| Everybody wanna be hot boy | |
| Boy that' s cold, that' s sorry | |
| Niggaz know they sorry fo' that too | |
| But it' s all gravy | |
| Can' t strip m | |
| Ya heard me? | |
| We laying it down | |
| And it ain' t no secret | |
| You need to get yo' own shit | |
| Damn, why you have to run with our shit | |
| We put this shit together | |
| We the originators | |
| Yea |
| What' s up man? | |
| These hot boy back at it again, ya heard me? | |
| Oh and it' s guerilla warfare time | |
| We got these ol' bitch ass niggaz scared | |
| Look here | |
| Luxury cars on chrome, i play that | |
| Five figure bonds on charges, i' d paid that | |
| Ounces of coke at a young age, look i weighed that | |
| My click done blewed up you know haters, they hate that | |
| Come around me with a bad bitch, you know i' mma take that | |
| Put a chopper in my hand, and watch how quick i sprayed that | |
| Drop a track watch how quick i go and lace that | |
| Cash money i don' t think y' all niggaz could really faze that | |
| Beef with me, i don' t think you ready to face that | |
| Put money in front of me and watch how quick i chase that | |
| Nigga give me the weed and i' m ready to blaze that | |
| I' mma man and if its my charge, i gotta take that | |
| Mouth off yo brains, and i' mma have to waste that | |
| K bullets burn, you talk and watch you taste that | |
| I' m so large, i gotta phone, the fedz can' t trace that | |
| You gotta respect i' mma fool, how you love that | |
| Hook: | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help | |
| Nigga, my click raw, play it us we blow shit | |
| We was trained for war, believe we act a fool bitch | |
| We take situations fo, we don' t play no games bitch | |
| We put on sound to talk aloud, the kids claim shit | |
| We on another level you stuck on the same shit | |
| Cmb came through now we done rearranged shit | |
| We got the game locked these wannabe soldiers ain' t shit | |
| Y' all ain' t from uptown, can' t come homebound and say the flow, you | |
| Bitch | |
| We don' t wear the suit, we wear tee' s, fro' s and reez | |
| We think absolute, got bigettes on our rollies | |
| Y' all know we drive fine cars, lexus and benzes | |
| I don' t know what women think they could fuck wit b. g. | |
| Not in a million years, you could come and top this | |
| I wonder who goin do my beats, fresh rock shit | |
| Give him five or ten minutes, he goin drop a hot hit | |
| Fuck that other nigga, them hot boy come in and shot shit | |
| Hook: | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help | |
| These hot boy on top trained for drama | |
| No way you goin run, try to hide, we goin find ya | |
| I you forgot its my job to remind ya | |
| We bust twos, playa haters we misuse | |
| I don' t give a fuck, i bruise nigga | |
| If you ain' t know, cash money straight fools nigga | |
| Now baby got the illery duct off fo' sho' | |
| Me and lil' weezy, jumpin' out the two do' | |
| Lexus coupe with the combat boots on | |
| Soldier fatigue, ready to get our shoot on | |
| Niggaz goin bleed | |
| You heard of us, we murderers, and dangerous | |
| Ain' t no serving us, we creep silent like burglarers | |
| We busting our bang, that' s off top we trill | |
| We don' t fuck with the lame, we all real | |
| And we about our motherfucking change | |
| We do or die for life | |
| We represent to the fullest, and we ride tonight | |
| Hook 2x: | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' help | |
| Them hot boy coming please somebody help | |
| They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help | |
| They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help | |
| Please somebody help | |
| Got these bitch niggaz hollering' help | |
| during the last time the hook is said | |
| It' s like that ya heard me? | |
| We told y' all niggaz need help right now | |
| We steal and fuck shit up ya heard me? | |
| Just like that man, not all everybody goin be hot boy | |
| But nigga know who the original hot boy is | |
| Ya heard me? | |
| It ain' t no secret | |
| Them cash money millionaires | |
| Man that' s the motherfucking real, original hot boy | |
| Everybody wanna be hot boy | |
| Boy that' s cold, that' s sorry | |
| Niggaz know they sorry fo' that too | |
| But it' s all gravy | |
| Can' t strip m | |
| Ya heard me? | |
| We laying it down | |
| And it ain' t no secret | |
| You need to get yo' own shit | |
| Damn, why you have to run with our shit | |
| We put this shit together | |
| We the originators | |
| Yea |
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