B-legit - Hot Ones Echo Thru the Ghetto lyrics

[E-40] C-L-I-C-K sh** don't stop, S-M-O-B Smob sh** Check it V-Town in this b**h Studio Ton I'm in some deep sh** Got some n***as from another click On that a** tryin' to run me off the f**in' cliff What should I do, where should I go, how could I fake 'em? Bust a b**h on that a** and try to shake em' and bake 'em Call up cousin B on the faulty mcnaulty "Cousin B, I'm in a little bit of trouble Fool an' them out here tryna turn your kinfolk into a vegetable" But I'm hecksa-smart smebbin' high performance Dodge Dart They in a Buick Skylark [B-Legit] Meet me at the fo', n***as Got to go, sit real low I'm on the roof with the fo' fo', drive slow What they ridin'? I'm aiming for they engine block And when they stop, I'm closing down on they shop Suga, baby, they done f**ed up Won't you wait in the cut while I bust and buck on these nuts f** mercy on a n***a tryin to take mine Mobb sh** with the Click'll happen every time [D-Shot] Heard some shots, fireworks, fully auto chops Sound like they come from around my corner near my knot spot Must be folks, they done f**ed around and went to war I know the sound, that's my n***a B's fo' fo' On the scene, they say a n***a got peeled back A Skylark wrapped around my neighbor's Cadillac (Got eem) A pretty sight but a n***a can't say that though Hot ones echo through the ghetto (through the ghetto b**h!) [Chorus: Levitti] Hot ones echo through the ghetto (E-40: No gat too black sent hot ones to the back) Hot ones echo through the ghetto (B-Legit: Ridin' shotgun lettin' loose hot ones) Hot ones echo through the ghetto (E-40: But if hot ones is fired, n***as better duck) Hot ones echo through the ghetto (E-40: Hollow point hot ones dipped in garlic) [Suga-T] I'm in the underbucket blastin in the cut It's the Glock goin' buck buck buck I'm like 'Damn, whats up?' I had that Glock that fit the script Some of that high powered sh** 'Cause all along I was smoking out them tricks Hot ones echo through the ghetto lit This way, that-a way, I split them dope fiend's twigs It had me f**ed up PH-ing on my Click We pound the frowns on those punk a** b**hes [B-Legit] See your n***a B's a rider, hops inside a 7-4 Malibu with the do-dirt crew What they wanna do? I ain't shootin' for the stars, cars or homes I'm from the town, leaving bodies face down I try to stay real 'cause n***as they will Put you in the cross, f** around have you hauled off I got moss with the these fools in a major way Down and dirty to my d**h day [E-40] Gotta watch them riff raffs Sit on the toilet when you piss-a** n***as Wanna stop my kizash, might as well have p**y a** n***as Hot ones echo through the ghetto, bullets ricochet Push come to shove, better duck that a** down in the bathtub Dope track late night, sh** be poppin', business off the hook See a basehead fiendin', foamin' at the mouth, better feed him rook n***as better be careful, just like jell-o, sh** be goin' through metal Sheetrock and stucco, hot ones echo through the ghetto [Chorus: Levitti] Hot ones echo through the ghetto (E-40: No gat too black sent hot ones to the back) Hot ones echo through the ghetto (B-Legit: Ridin' shotgun lettin' loose hot ones) Hot ones echo through the ghetto (E-40: Heat-seek unpredictable of hot ones) Hot ones echo through the ghetto (E-40: Three or four more hot ones up under my belly, that's catastrophic to me) [Outro: Levitti & (E-40)] Hot ones echo through the ghetto (In the ghetto, b**h) Hot ones echo through the ghetto (Where they echo at? Where they echo at, n***a?) Hot ones echo through the ghetto (B-Legit, you up in this b**h with me, n***a) (B-Legit: Fa sho' boy) (C-L-I-C-K, everybody up in this b**h) sh** is funky, it's funky (Where at though, n***a?) Ghetto Better keep a trey-eight, quit the bullsh** (Where at, n***a?) Ghetto Better be bullet-proofed out (Where at, man?) Ghetto Better sleep on the floor if you wanna survive (In the what?) Ghetto Better know about them hot ones (What?) Ghetto I said you better know about them hot ones (Where at though, boy?) Ghetto You better know about them hot ones (Where they fly at, though?) Ghetto 'Cause ain't no names when they fly (In the what?) Ghetto