My Heat Goes Boom E

Another day another dollar, for the top dog with The gold flea collar. Nigga make the whole dog world wanna holler, The way they do my life, and I'm steady Tryin' to do more right. It's so trife, your life could disappear, If you ain't careful who you fuckin' with nigga Now reappear. Come here, come near so you can Hear what I spit. Sick and tired of niggas Steady on that G shit. Just because you got on stalls with some khakis, And think your rap style can out-rap me and Out-jack me. Come here nigga, slap yourself. That's probably why your shit's still sittin' on the Motherfuckin' shelf. And mine's sold out ever since It came out. Blue carpet roll out, Number one no doubt. More clout, Down South mixin' it up, with them Niggas that don't ever hesitate to bust. What you niggas tappin' on my front door for? Hmm, oh, you lookin' for your hoe? We in the hotel room doin' the zoom, and Let me let you know nigga my heat goes Boom. And my heat goes boom, boom boom, Boom boom, boom. Um, back on the scene, choppin' green, captain on The team. Call me commissioner nigga so just listen Up. Look like your boy done outgrew his britches. He hangin' with them niggas but them niggas straight Bitches. Left my nigga hangin' at the club when It was scrap time. Then a week later, gave Him a shout out in a rap line. Now they in the New York Rap Time. Rapper turned snitch, now he livin' on the mainline. Money's too tight to mention, but let me mention. When them niggas in the kitchen find out he Snitchin' they gon' get him. And when his homies find out he snitchin', nine Times out of ten that nigga gon' be bitchin'. You know what? Transformin' is switchin'. And oh yeah, informin' is snitchin'. But I ain't one to tell, and you ain't Heard it from me. I'm just a MC tryin' To stay set my heat goes boom, boom Boom, boom And my heat goes boom, Boom boom, boom boom, boom. And my heat goes boom, boom boom, Boom boom, boom. And my heat goes boom, boom boom, Boom boom, boom. Look here fool, I know this game in and Out. And quit tryin' to tell me 'bout them Niggas Down South. Don't try to slide with that Westside love shit. That dove shit, eat a dick bitch. I can read you from the giddy, I read You. I took you to my home and I Fed you and led you upstairs to a room, With 37 niggas that was thrashed up hatin', Waitin' on you. Nigga, you the victim. We don't pick 'em, we just stick 'em and Once we get 'em, we got 'em. We tryin' to rid the streets of creeps and Freaks like you. For all you snitches and bitches We gon' do the world a big favor. 'Cause niggas like y'all be fuckin' up the gangsta Flavor. And oh yeah, it ain't no West Coast Thang. 'Cause niggas out of town got birds that Sang, And my heat goes boom, boom boom, Boom boom, And my heat goes boom, Boom boom, Boom boom, boom. And my heat goes boom, boom boom, Boom boom, boom. And my heat goes boom, Boom boom, boom boom, boom. Breakdown. Bring it back on that like that. Breakdown. You know that's funky right My nigga Beat on The beat. Yeah, top dog. No Limit. LBC. LBC, Nigga. No Limit