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400 Degreez Lyrics
(Robotic Voice) : 400 degreez
Verse 1: 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 bought
back Nigga threw some slangs at me woodie 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 aint a hotboy then what do you call that Nigga
disrespect me I'ma be in all black Companied by some niggas bout killin' and
all that Me Cory and mercy gettin' dunked on Ride top down so we let the
trucks pause In the jepp ridin' four deep I booted up at these nigga
claimin' they know me
[Chorus] (Robotic Voice) You don't want to fuck
wit me Hot, Hot, Hot Boyz Hot, Hot, Hot Boyz (repeat 2x)
Verse
2
Bitch what I'll bust yo ass up Don't even go there woodie cuz I'm
ready to mas up I heard about the money thats some nice change For the
right price I'll bust the right frame Why must a nigga try I can't do the
right thing Only God knows what the future might bring Nigga might be
shot, nigga might be triffling Nigga might survive if he bout that right
flame Whats up that'll stop a nigga from playin' Sumin 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 hoe 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
(Chorus)
Alright stop it cuz I done had enough When it
comes to my partners I'm ready to bust Baby let me get the keys to the
roover truck Man let me get this beef shit over bro Aint no bit this year
I'm from the 'nolia bro Whats yo beef plan cuz it was told to us How I'ma
be runnin' with these killas and backin' down How I'ma look in front of my
people, like a clown The G code what we live by and we die by The book is
what we will never abide by Niggas drive by, gettin loose Keep'em with
each other like a checker board in use 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 yous a alien
(Chorus)
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