Oh no, she's not a secret now. But, nobody cares. The wolves have smelled her scent. Some of us wouldn't be lying if we said were trying too hard. But
Перевод: Hot Hot Heat. Нет, не сейчас.
: Oh no, she's not a secret now. But, nobody cares. The wolves have smelled her scent. Some of us wouldn't be lying if we said were trying too hard.
the shoes of a criminal death disease keep your luxuries to a minimal I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, & Bentleys I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot
it's hot, Than steal it while it's not. Oooh girl, ur not the same anymore, Ur not the same. [Verse 2 - Akon] Girl u know my skees, (skees) Always
beat down My heat's loud, have you huggin on the street now [Xzibit] Niggaz keep askin me how does it feel How does WHAT feel? Not havin to scrape for
can't pull it [GS] Golden State, number one with a bullet [XZ] It's three card molly [RK] Will they ever stop? [XZ] Probably not [SN] Pull your spine
but I'm pissed now But it all depends on just how far it get's took on the mic Cause I'm tellin you right now your not gonna like it Cause if I get pushed
m the first one to warn them Blast it Wrapped in plastic Bullshitting got his ass hit (outlaws) Ain't nothing left now Treated like a stepchild Was not
baby all I need is a lil bit A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that Get it crackin' in the club when you hear this shit Drop it like its hot, get to workin
supposed to hold a gun, not be stuck in the office! Michael pimped me? - I was in the passenger seat We was comfortable with me round, cause I blast my heat! Now
shakin' I'm from Southside mothafucka, where the gats explode If you feel like you on fire, boy drop and roll niggas'll heat ya ass up cause they heart turns cold Now
, 50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on these streets If David could go against Goliath with a stone I can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the throne [Chorus] [Verse 3] Now
can you feel the beat? Meltdown can you feel the heat? Meltdown, it's not a crush In a hot hot room, we're in a rush Headstrong can you feel the beat? Meltdown can you feel the heat
clap like flip flops Like the Flintstones We can make the bed rock Yes this little boy got a house on the hill Call me Montell I got so many hot wheels Now
the morning comes. We're not just here to fake it we're gonna rock you and make you shake it Yeah! We're not just here to fake it, We're not just here
