Mic check, mic check One, one, two, two, three, three Too many rappers, and there's still not enough emcees It goes three, three, two, two, one, one
ball (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot) The Hot Boyz, the Hot Boyz Niggas is the Hot Boyz, the Hot Boyz Them niggas is the Hot Boyz, the Hot
Traducere: Hot Boys. Prea fierbinte.
: (feat. Nas) Mic check, mic check One, one, two, two, three, three Too many rappers, and there's still not enough emcees It goes three, three, two
: (featuring Nas) Mic Check (Nas) Mic Check One (one) two (two) three (three) Too many rappers and there?s still not enough emcees It goes three (three
(featuring Nas) Mic Check (Nas) Mic Check One (one) two (two) three (three) Too many rappers and there?s still not enough emcees It goes three (three
(feat. Nas) Mic check, mic check One, one, two, two, three, three Too many rappers, and there's still not enough emcees It goes three, three, two,
that don't give a fuck who you are (Hot Hot) What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball (Hot Hot) (Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot) [Juvenile
Well it's too hot for the baker man too hot for the laundry man Too hot for the fireman but it's alright It ain't too hot for Clean Head he's gonna
hot stuff Baby, I need it Looking for your hot stuff Baby, tonight I want your hot stuff I got to feel it Got to have your hot stuff Got to have your
go bad Oh, she got away with the boys in the place She a looka, don't stand a chance And he got away with the girls in the back And looking too hot to
suit 38 snub in my MCM boots Young what you smoking on I call it 6 c-notes got it on the westside, cost me 6 c-notes nigga sold it to me so hot call
(intro) Yeah,Syndicate's in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the
life is a video and the women want they cameo, I just want the panty hoes and I'm higher than Geronimo, And I got them tools, tell 'em boys it could get
you're up my anus Now I'm gonna eat you, fool I eat boys up, breakfast and lunch Then when I'm thirsty, I drink their blood Carnivore animal, I am a cannibal I eat boys
in here we go with this again I just keep on talking but I guess that you aint listening rather run around with them nothing ass b-tches then, go on, got me hot
Every single day I walk down the street I hear people say Baby's so sweet Ever since puberty Everybody stares at me Boys, girls I can't help it, baby
Now, they saying we're too hot New verses please, c'mon Malice Hot damn, it's a new day Hot damn, but them boys want the money man Uh-huh of course, '
