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400 Degreez

by Juvenile

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400 degreez Ya see me I eat sleep shit and talk rap Ya seen that 98 Mercedes on t.v. I bought that I had some felony charges I fought that Been sent to no return but still was brought back Nigga threw some slangs at me whoadie I caught that I punished them lil bitches before they can car jack Now I'm lookin' for they family and pile up the war bat If I ain't a hot boy then what do you call that Nigga disrespect me I'mma be in all black Companied by some niggas bout killin' and all that Me Cory and Mercy gettin' dunked on Riding top down so we let the trucks pause In the jeep ridin' four deep I booted up at these nigga claimin' they know me Bitch what I'll bust yo ass up Don't even go there whoadie cuz I'm ready to mask up I heard about the money that's some nice change For the right price I'll bust the right brain Why does a nigga try, I can't do the right thing Only God knows what the future might bring Nigga might be shive, nigga might be triflin' Nigga might survive if he bout that rifling Whats up that'll stop a nigga from playin' Something like a chopper or a grenade in his hand Boy look nigga don't play no games no mo Nigga'll bust ya head if you bang his ho Attitude adjustments we all need Don't call the enforcements nigga call me I bet cha I'll get them niggas off yo block I bet cha I'll show them niggas this boy hot Hot Boys Hot Boys Hot Boys Hot Boys Alright stop it 'cause I done had enough When it comes to my pockets I'm ready to bust Baby let me get the keys to the Rover truck Man let me get this beef shit over bruh Ain't no bit this year I'm from the 'Nolia bruh Whats yo beef plan 'cause it was told to us How I'mma be runnin' with these killas and backin' down How I'mma look in front of my people, like a clown Tha G code what we live by and we die by The book is what we will never abide by Niggas drive by, gettin' loose Beefing with each other like the Checker Board and Goose Come in Compton or the Watts nigga Up in New York ya keep'em open watch nigga Foe ya played by a hit or retalion All fine young black females stallions Give me the keys to ya car and ya medallion You far away from ya home you's an alien Hot Boys Hot Boys Hot Boys Hot Boys

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