Artist: Hot Boys f/ Baby Album: Let 'Em Burn Song: Young Riders [Baby] Off top, peep this lil' four youngstas out Watch how they lay it down [Juvenile
Tradução: Hot Boys. Young Riders.
block with the long clip - ride it - fryer Now watch how I make my bullets spread like gengivitis Lil' Wayne - Cash Money Record's young rider, young rider
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
lawyer, why? Cause I ain't coppin' out And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them choppers out One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And
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
t never see homes run around L.A. Fake ass ghost rider Get your little flow tighter Before I put you in the trunk Of this fucking low rider Nigga u ain
Work Her,Tell Her Be My Slave Bitch Im Paid On My Cage I Just Cant Feel My Face With Santana We Well Riders Like Al Queda Supreme Da Da Young Mula,Bird
holes in you bitch-ass niggas, ya heard me We don't barrow nothin', don't fear nothin' And ain't nothin' you can do 'bout these (Hot! Hot! Hot!) Boy$,
shut down yo heart thats how the story goesthese boys think cause we some ceo's, we must be some hoes Its consequences and reprecusions fuckin wit pros Thiese bitches hot
manager Alex came in and broke up one of our nightly Easy Rider Parties. An Easy Rider Party was when everybody would come over to my house, the band, the doctor, hot
the two time fellas holdin' guns for weak thugs Riskin' their freedom, for short money and weak love Eighty five is tryna earn respect from them young boys Catchin' temper tantrums, havin' fits like young boys
brain, kids will be lost and claimed 'Cause of Walton James, now in the orphan game Whether adoption or foster it's all the same Jim's the rider of riders
Tell her be my slave, bitch I'm paid Out my cage, I just can't feel my face With Santana, we wild riders like Al Queda Supreme dada, young mula, Bird
you bitch-ass niggas, ya heard me We don't barrow nothin', don't fear nothin' And ain't nothin' you can do 'bout these Boys, nigga (Hot hot hot) Let '
quick Then we dippin' and dabbin', goin' back to the labbin' Lil' niggas payin' me for cookin' they slabbin' Cook a brick and make it out a brick-and-halfin' Chargin' them young
down yo' heart that's how the story goes These boys think 'cause we some CEO's, we must be some hoes Its consequences and reprecussions fuckin' with pros These bitches hot
When he was a boy dreamed of bein' a man Probably dreamed every thing that a young boy can He's a lover a fighter a saddle bronc rider an all around hell
