Benzino X-tra Hot Lyrics

X-tra Hot Lyrics

MT Benzino Daz Dilly

Yeah...



[Daz Dillinger]:

Hey I'm back with a hit at then dumpsters

plus your speakers dump that real shit

to blow out your tweeters pull out your

heaters if your cold warm it up get it

up my niggas and my bitches get your

hands get em up I gets rough ride I

get it raw like never before hard core

explore nigga to knock down your door

it seems you can't take no more so 

stick em up now give it up to get

your nigga's buck what the fuck I

struck a match I tip my hat to the 

left I get them niggas with the laws 

of death I got the rep motherfucker 

my name is Daz I'll whoop ass every

day all day I count big ass cash it's

just I keep on comin with it I know 

you're scare with it it's Diggy Daz 

and Benzino back on a fuckin mission

oh no nigga I'm back with another

dose and if you niggas don't know I

rock coast to coast I hit you with a

click-clack and a pick-pack niggas

wanna do that and they said that I 

did that the D-A to the Z and Mr. 

Dillinger willin to fuck a reese

Now my niggas you know who run the 

streets everytime I come around to 

your club or the spot we got it hot 

all my niggas and bitches why don't 

you yell it out {Daz and if you

see me coast to coast don't act

like you seen a ghost just scream

it out 



[Chorus]:

Benzino temperature is risin I want you inside me touchin on my body

Boy you got me burnin and I can't hide this feeling I'm extra hot and

I'm waitin for you



[Benzino]:

I'm steady livin and shit you see 

it's evident I canary wearin it

not even hearin ya meet her at

the Merridian unforgetable 

experience hit that I'm killin

it macked out I'm swervin it

crapped out your nervousness

stacks I be deservin them

cats I'm not concerned with

them who you I never heard

of ya act out I murder ya

blast out I'm burnin ya

niggas ain't that appalin

and chicks I be importin them

fly that ass Zino put you up

in first class she bring a

coat for D-A-Z at the crib

with L-T feelin doggy-style

part three 



[Daz Dillinger]:

Everytime I come around 

your clubs or your spot we 

get it hot all my niggas and

bitches why don't you yell it out

{Daz and if you see me coast

to coast don't act like you

seen a ghost just scream it out



[Chorus]



[Benzino]:

Click clack I'm bustin em

hit stacks I'm clutchin em

this track I'm crushin em

back door I'm rushin it

flip rhymes complete with it

hit dimes I'm sick with it

grit nines I'm spittin it

the ass hard he feelin it

blast off I'm pealin it

drop top be wheelin and

everybody be sayin that

Benzino is the realest thing

now here we go again let's

get this dough again fuck

it I fly to Logan and Zino

rip up the show again Chronic

steady smokin it the drama

never provokin it niggas

already knowin that Jacob 

he keeps me glowin and East

we keep it hustlin South they

keep it crunk and West they

keep it comin and West they

keep on gunnin it



[Daz Dillinger]:

Everytime I come around 

your club or your spot we

get it hot all my niggas

and bitches why don't you 

yell out {Daz and if you

see me coast to coast don't

act like you seen a ghost

just scream it out



[Chorus]