azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

prince dre x jb binladen - hot boyz lyrics

Loading...

[verse 1: jb binladen]
in the field like a gr-ss man
?
run up on him with no mask here
we on that -ss here
living life like it’s my last and can’t get no p-sses
run up on us, we gon’ blast it
sit back sh-t

[verse 2: prince dre]
30 shots in the glock, boy
i’m a glock boy
jb, prince dre, we them new hot boys
odee block, boy
you ain’t from my block, boy
cl1ck clack, get back, ‘fore them shorties spark, boy

[verse 3: jb binladen]
better think smart, boy
stop acting hard, boy
we know you fraud, boy
my n-ggas’ll rob boys
got a beam on the 40
and it senses a shorty
all my lil’ n-ggas torchin’
my shorties hoppin’ off porches

[verse 4: prince dre]
40 glock with a 30
run up on him, no mercy
n-ggas talking, they p-ssy
i ain’t never been worried
i’m in the field with the steel
them shorties shootin’ to k!ll
leave him hot as the summer, them sh-lls hot like a grill

[verse 5: jb binladen]
i’ll go get a pill
n-ggas tellin’ for deals
i’m 17, yeah they hungry
b-tch, the gang need some meals
better show some respect
we tote 30’s and tec’s
don’t get popped in your neck
think he’ll miss you with that?

[verse 6: prince dre]
i love tommy’s and tecs
ak, choppers and macs
i love watching them bodies
get hit, chest or the neck
hollows open his chest
left him right on his back
everyday is a homi’
?

[verse 7: jb binladen]
i got caught with a bumble
i can’t go without that
my n-ggas ain’t with the rumble
they’ll smoke you to ash
we f-ck b-tches, get -ss
we finesse, we get cash
anything to get p-ssed
i’m in this sh-t with the guys, ok

[verse 8: prince dre]
ok, hop out cuts, c-ck it back, then spark
blah blah blah, everybody drop

[verse 9: jb binladen]
and then after you send that 1 o’clock
i’mma run up, gun up, gun up, hit him in the top
make sure he clock, gotta make sure he clock
get low, lil’ b-tch, can’t wait for the cops
make sure he clock, make, make sure he clock
get low, lil’ b-tch, can’t wait for the cops

[verse 10: prince dre]
i’m making noise like the drummers
f-ck the cars and hoes
i put bros for the money
rip o’ and jmoney

[verse 11: jb binladen]
l’a, pluto, and nuski
we got clips like the movies
leave a n-gga jacuzzi
n-ggas tweeting, they smoothies
it’s a lot of lil’ goofies
b-tch, we hot like the sun
folks, it’s 40 to 1
we got a whole lot of guns

[verse 12: prince dre]
hit the cut, then they run
dump him down ’til they done
i’m in love with the streets
i’m just havin’ some fun
i’ve seen the jewelry, the b-tches
them fast cars and them guns
i fell in love with the money
when i was only age 1

[verse 13: jb binladen]
wanted to see granny happy, so i gotta get some
i get rich or die trying, i put that sh-t on my son
n-ggas know where i’m at, b-tch i’m still on the 1
sunday to sunday, we all about that gunplay
ok now hot boy, and we with our boys
and f-ck the opps, boy, they ain’t got nothin’ on my boys
now i’m a hot boy
we with them glock boyz
and f-ck the opps, boy, they ain’t got nothin’ on my boys
let’s get it



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...