Yo, yo dun, whattup, baby? What's the deal son? Ain't shit man, we was just talkin' about that shit last night That shit is crazy right? For real, son, shorty was like Sixteen Police come skiddin' up on the sidewalk and shit What the fuck is wrong with niggas man? You seen them niggas dun? Them niggas crazy Shit is hot though, they need to chill the fuck out with that man Word, it's aight though son, we survivors in this game Screwball with the Mobb, times is hard on everybody boulevard That's my word, I'm mothafuckin' stressed It seems like life's tryin' to put me through a test 'Cause every fuckin' day it's just gettin' worse What's worse? Might go out, die hard and end up in a hearse But no time to think about the consequences The years in jail, fuck the death sentence All I know is that I need mad cash in a flash Before I gotta kill somebody ass Might as well be in jail or dead 'Cause if you ain't gettin' paid then you ain't gettin' ahead (That's word) Sittin' in my room with the lights out thinkin' I'm alive but I ain't livin', I'm leakin' I made my bed and I'm'a lay in it But I ain't gonna stay in it I might start sprayin' shit I should've stayed in school but that's a dead issue Fuck a G.E.D., that's like toilet tissue All my friends are hoodlums and hustlers Runnin' with a bunch of stupid crazy mothafuckas Niggas fuckin' their money up, niggas gettin' knocked And jealous mothafuckas, they want the whole block Though I could start flippin' gettin' on a mission But I need much more, no time for bullshittin', niggas listen The H E A T makes me crazy I wanna bust somethin', figures, touch somethin' The heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin' I wanna touch somethin', niggas bust somethin' The H E A T makes me crazy I wanna bust somethin', figures, touch somethin' The heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin' I wanna touch somethin', niggas bust somethin' Yo, all I know is guns, all I do is slug I'd rather plug you with the heater than to have you front My life revolves around the snub Fourth Stay gettin' those outside of New York Bullets from the cornerstore, I'm bringin' home a arsen Interstate 95 North to the Jackie Robinson Watch out for D's in Caprices in Tauruses Security guards mistaken as cops, mad nervous Back at home sell a few burners Keep a miz and a seven mil for my personal Walk with benevolence, holdin' twin Fifths 380's in the whip, a mini-eagle for my chick That nigga P is sick, I need a silencer connect, see me Niggas be lyin', tellin' stories, tell it walkin' My niggas is into drugs and extortion Knotty head for them niggas on the night shift pumpin' The heat is on nigga The H E A T makes me crazy I wanna bust somethin', figures, touch somethin' The heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin' I wanna touch somethin', niggas bust somethin' The H E A T makes me crazy I wanna bust somethin', figures, touch somethin' The heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin' I wanna touch somethin', niggas bust somethin' The H E A T makes me crazy I wanna bust somethin', figures, touch somethin' The heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin' I wanna touch somethin', niggas bust somethin' The H E A T makes me crazy I wanna bust somethin', figures, touch somethin' The heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin' I wanna touch somethin', niggas bust somethin' The H E A T makes me crazy I wanna bust somethin', figures, touch somethin' The heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin' I wanna touch somethin', niggas bust somethin' The H E A T makes me crazy I wanna bust somethin', figures, touch somethin' The heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin' I wanna touch somethin', niggas bust somethin' © UNCLE J MUSIC; WB MUSIC CORP.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com