Hot Boyz

This is for my ghetto motherfuckers, uh Uh, forty side felony Felony, misdemeanor We're charged with murder Escobar C-V-R fights I'm switching gears Headlights, shine so bright Bitches freeze like dears Them fiends want that deep boy Feds send in a decoy, pack that heat boy Push ya where ya rest in peace boy Get your mama's house shot up Bodies all chopped up When them bodies pop up, I ain't getting' locked up My Bentley cruise the block, with the sun roof top Hood rats jumpin' on my jock cause I blew up the spot Crushin' your Benz, plush in your Navigator system My QB thieves make y'all niggas tuck you're shit in It's Nas in your area, Queens about to tear it up Braveheart y'all scared of us, real niggas, they be us