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Hot Hot Heat Good Day To Die

never known So many little babies stuck without a home It?s a good day to die so come knock me over Say goodbye It?s a good day to die I get a

never known So many little babies stuck without a home It?s a good day to die so come knock me over Say goodbye It?s a good day to die I get a

food in broad day like it's lunchtime You feeling brave nigga, go ahead get gully See if I won't leave your brains leaking up out your skully I done made myself hot

She was pregnant by me once glad she didn't have it Cause I be paying child support now god damn it Tish was my bitch, til she fucked my god brother I was heated

until you meet my glock I'ma get you make your bady rott, nigga make the party pop Nigga why not? Time's tickin on the clock aint the heat hot I'ma hit

: Right right right right Right, Busta Rhymes exclusive with the Zhane Each and every day We gon come around your way and do it our way, word is bond

gats blazin, get out the street now There ain't no use for you beggin to turn the heat down You label me coldblooded You wanna warm me up with hot lead

crew nigga Black Child, Tah, Murda fucking Inc. nigga O-1 and Vita, keep the dope and the heater Or the fucked up rental, or a hot two seater As long

sound of the beat I was hanging on Like a powerful truth, it was banging on me Wouldn't let me go Like a shot in the dark she was hot like a spark I only