Make It Hot E

Yeah, yeah. Good lookin' out, boss. DPGC. Oh, we ain't went nowhere. You know what time it is? Dog Pound, gangsta. It's time for us to drop. Heavy pockets, lots of guap, laying marijuana. Aqua velvet texture, extra marinara, young piranha. In the squad to drop it off and then Pick up my Sarah Connor. Black Nirvana, sleepy gas, corrupt the smoke and Young piranhas. In, in the squad, I'ma throw drama Like Osama. I'ma Obama bomber, Suicide rama. I'ma get me a bad bitch like Katana. And then post up in the Bahamas, free of Drama. Nigga, I'ma do what I been doin' all My life, baby. Stay innovative, Dedicated, tell 'em maybe. Yeah, we rollin' with the tele gang and always Celebratin'. Just ask my ladies, it's crazy, It's just a celebration. You know me, I'm, I'm g'd up. Since a young pup, I been a product of What we call the streets. We call the streets hell on Earth, Only the hungry eat. My dashboards, Foot to the floor. Dash tours, we gon' get it in where you Not. And we gon' keep it hot. Fire. Detour, G4, we soar from the bottom Straight to the top. And we gon' make it hot. Now drop, drop. My beat bangin', ass swingin' on this Chevy. Heavy blowin' out the sunroof, you know I ride Steady. Check out my melody like Rakim and Eric B. Apparently your bitch been watchin' me and wanna Party me. She like that hood flavor, she can't Get, get enough of it. Zoom a million miles an hour, I'm runnin' right Up in it. Ain't no party like a party, Yeah, we party harder. She could be your main lady or we just Call her shorty. We gon' take it, take it, Break it, break it down with that magic coat. Get in where you fit in, hit your bitch With that traffic cone. Headin' out, you suckers, traffic zoomin' in that Fast lane. Dippin' in that spaceship, diesel fuel or Propane. We, we move too fast, you move too Slow. Ain't no catchin' up or, or no passin' Us 'cause, yeah, nigga, we blow. You know how bad I want it, yeah, my Engine, yeah, it's runnin'. And I'm gunnin' in that SLR 500, Goin' top speed, yeah, but now. Dashboards, foot to the floor. Dash tours, we gon' get it in where you Not. And we gon' keep it hot. Fire. Detour, G4, we soar from the bottom Straight to the top. And we gon' make it hot. Now drop, drop. She Tellin' me how bad she really want it. Want that dick up in her moanin', want me Get it when she on it. Ayy, and you should see how she be on It. In the morning, crack of dawn and on TLV, California. With my dashboards, foot to the floor. Dash tours, we gon' get it in where you Not. And we gon' keep it hot. Fire. Detour, G4, we soar from the bottom Straight to the top. And we gon' make it hot. Now drop, drop