boys at war, dem boys at war Dem niggas from uptown, dem boys at war Dem boys at war, I say dem boys at war I say dem niggas from downtown, dem boys
Перевод: Hot Boys. Мальчики At War.
ass cuz dem boys at war Dem boys at war [Chorus] Man..dem boys at war...I say dem boys at war I say dem niggas from uptown, dem boys at war I say dem
at the street wondering where there car went Someone in the car sitting at a signal in front of a restaurant staring through the window at someone right
Thank you [ice cube] Damn g, the spot’s gettin hot So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot? Police looking at niggaz through a microscope In l.
lawn But Fuck, them boys I got the shottie on my arm If them boys run up I leave their bodies on the lawn And Duck the fuck out a there, cuz baby its hot
strip, you might fall and bust your ass No snakes at the carter, tell the gardener to cut the grass I hear 'em but they talking under mass Stop throwing pebbles at
real (??) like bag 'Bauds I stash O's in the drawers of my trash hoes I flash dough at the laws when they pass slow I mash low in a stolen hot RAV-4 The
street, them think they see Wayne truck Him whole block don't scare me 'cause me get me thing and bust Them know that Hot Boys known to be dangerous Now
Chamberling emptied the chamberings in your face and leave your brains outa place thats what happens to slow niggas that think they can live life at a fast pace to them boys
stop and there's certain things in life that can't be stopped Let's go.. "And now.. for your.. Bad Bad Boys.. Starting at guard.." [P. Diddy] Y'all
secret weapon I think the war is on And when they ask 'em who is he it's 7th Sign and Bone Call me a secret weapon when the war is on And when they ask
corner, corner, chop, chop Watch for the po po, drop top switches on the lo-lo, Your skinny nigga with the fo-fo Make more hot tips like off in Dodge
and more war Killa for scrilla and more war, more war (more war) I'm screamin more and more and more war Killa for scrilla and more war, more war (more war
most done died My neighborhood is like a ghost town Would hype some trash The BGs got the hood hot With whites and rats The old folks is mad at us cuz
at corner stores I make it hot, floodin' your block, the best way Professionally, they'll find poison in your X-ray As I get roasted lookin' at Biggie
me on CCTV And them pussyole boys told on me Can't understand why these boys keep snitchin' Can't understand why these boys keep bitchin' Now I'm hot
