hot shot Gotta unload Hot shot Gonna explode Hot shot Gotta confess Gonna be a mess Oh, baby, on your party dress Got a hot shot Baby, don't say no
I'm just tryin to have the best of things None of y'all can't take shit from me Life's a bitch she ain't fuckin for free So I'ma ride til the wheels fall
say it -- Well, I do take pills, don't do speed Don't do crack (uh-uhh) don't do coke, I do smoke weed (uh-huh) Don't do smack, I do do shrooms, do drink
ain't hot» When I drop, I'm sound like Eminem and Kid Rock Play the block, with the watch all rocked the fuck up Jukes me, A week later y'all be shot
yourself a shot (a shot) hey never get 'em up And what you got? Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype? I can feel the hy-y-y-ype Can you feel the hy-y-y-ype? I
tips from studio spies Head to bed, beddie bye, beddie bye Don't ask why, we'll take your ass to paradise Flipmode's the squad don't rest, don't try
tips from studio spies Head to bed, beddie bye, beddie bye Don't ask why, we'll take your ass to paradise Flipmode's the squad don't rest, don't try Peace
’t stop To my people everywhere Say what Throw your hands in the air Ya don’t stop To my people in new york Ya don’t stop To my people down south Ya don’t
the place to be, flipmode squad Y’all motherfuckers keep it right here You know how it’s going down son Blow the spot up, one shot Yo check it out Aeiyo
of reality Y'all don't want no parts of Keith Murray I'm nicety and sheisty, I get that ass iced deliciously Niggaz ain't shit to me (word up) You
hands But fuck it, determined to fulfill the best of these plans Shit was hot but we was nowhere near ready to fall My son said he shot, but he wasn't
[Chingy] Yeah, G.I.B. Get it boys [Chorus] I don’t know what y’all about to do But I’m about to hit the streets with my crew And, Keep Clubbin’ Quit
get you shot in the head or shot in the neck if I ain't gettin proper respect I don't care if you rap, I still spit in your grill I don't give a fuck
I rock a waste slim mink do-rag under my fitted And I don't need rework waves, Timbs be halfway new That Sheek in the dresser club cuz I don't fuck with
feat. Xzibit, Ja Rule, Eminem, Dre [Dre] Yeah whattup Detroit? [Snoop] Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn't! Ahhh! They didn't do it again, what-what, what
t be heard] Crack, uhh Yes, things of that nature, uhh Yeah, uh, yo No I'm not lettin y'all take me out the game And no I ain't lettin y'all niggaz ruin
You ready?! Lets go! Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about It's like this y'all (c'mon!) [Chorus] This is ten percent luck
compare me to 'Pac I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot What little niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter I'll fire shots at the chef and watch
