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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)