Letras:
Hot Boys Down Here

ya disappear down here You outta line we'd a leave ya block clear down here If you ain't from here, you better not come live down here We drank champagne

Hot Boys nigga, y'kno about the Hot Boys nigga) Nigga say New Orleans fake, nigga better fear down here We have mo' muders than the days and a year down

I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And we

cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out

ya head fucked up every time. [Chorus] [Outro:] Yeah. I know y'all know who I am in here. I'm just down here hangin'out with m' boys... Brother Marquis

waste, tears rollin down my face Cause my life is filled with hate Until I looked around me I saw nothing but family, straight up down for me Panthers

rhapsody your body moves in raw ecstasy explosive eruption beyond compare and Take my advice don't think twice let me take you way down south Step back cuz the funk is here

,3} Money-Money I Got, Money-Money I Got (Yeah, I Run New York!) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Come on man I'm hot now, drop now, top down I got style Been around

under my lever We here to keep the party live Smoke hay till we chinky eyed Wanna brawl? We can meet outside Red and Ball be down to ride [Redman Talkin