Lost Boyz - We Got That Hot sh** lyrics

[Mr. Cheeks] Let's see these n***as gummin Since '86 we had the streets hummin I bet these n***as never seen it coming Every days a crisis Seems like paying dues, is paying prices It's time to show these n***as whose the nicest with these rap devices We keeps nothin but the chicks up in the cypher For ya s**ers catchin this is the cypa Rumor sneakin, rise and shine Plus n***as count cheddar We see y'all n***as bouncin kid, but yet we bounce better On the stool, we drink again, let's rollin up the bat Freestyle a tracks, hit the party up and back Money comes in stacks, I guess we movin on up now So what's up now? Ghetto superstars, rhymes of the foreign year Should we be spittin and be hittin n***as par and there Basically my spills is vicious I push a '99 Savan, while you stand around and look suspicious Chorus 2X: We got that hot sh** Straight from/of the block sh** And when we rock kid We blow your spot kid [LG] Yo I was born to be a trouble maker That's what they said, I be in jail for gettin all this paper Or probaly dead n***as a hate ya, even chips will snake ya A little bread will make a motherf**ka turn you in Right to the feds Try me and watch, get knocked, I'm lyin to cops Advance, born to bridick kept supplyin the spots All my n***as in the streets know I'm not the one, I pack a gun and let the heat blow It's deep though I want my whole team to see dough And even though we got to live with steel we heat po We gotta get it, I do this for fun I do this for my ones, I do this with guns So be neutral and run And in the process if I get knocked, f**k my pops Give my mom and seed all I got My loyalty is all I got from my family To hold it down and represent, it's just the man in me You feel me? Chorus 3X