Letra:
(Electronic Voice)
400 degreez
Ya' see me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk rap,
You see that '98 Mercedes on TV, I bought that,
I had some felony charges, I fought that,
Been sent to no return, but still was ball back,
Nigga threw some slangs at me, Whodi, I caught that,
I punished them lil' bitches before they get car jack,
Now I'm lookin' for they family and padnuh's to war back,
If I ain't a Hot Boy, 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 Mer-C, gettin' ducked off,
Ride top down, so we let the trucks pause,
In the Jeep, ridin' four deep,
I booted up at these niggas claimin' they know me Huh?
(Hook)
(Electronic Voice)
You don't want to fuck with me
You don't want to fuck with me
Hot Boyz, Hot Boyz
Bitch, what? I'll bust ya' ass up,
Don't even go there, Whodi, cause I'm ready to mask up,
I heard about the money, that's some nice change
For the right price, I'll bust the right brain
If 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 tri-flamed
Nigga might survive, if he bout that right flame
With somethin' that'll stop a nigga from playin,
Somethin' 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 ho
Attitude adjustments, do y'all need,
Don't call in 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
(Hook)
(Electronic Voice)
You don't want to fuck with me
Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy, Hot, Hot,
Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy,
Alright stop it, cause I done had enough,
When it comes to my pockets, I'm ready to bust,
Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover truck,
Man, let me get this beef shit over, brah
Ain't no bitches here, I'm from the 'Nolia, brah
Bust yo' beef's head, is what was told to us
How I'ma be runnin' with these killa's and backin' down,
How I'ma look in front of my people, like a clown,
The G-Code is what we live by and we die by,
The book is what we will never abide by,
Niggas drive by, gettin loose,
Beefin' with each other like a checker board in use,
Up in Compton or the Watts, nigga
Up in New York, ya keep'em open watch nigga
Fo' ya'll played by a hit or retalion,
All fine young black females stallions,
Give me the keys to yo' car and ya medallion,
You far away from ya home, you's a alien (alien)
(Hook)
(Electronic Voice) Seeeee
You don't want to fuck with me
(Hot, Hot, Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy,)
You don't want to fuck with me
(Hot, Hot, Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy,)
You don't want to fuck with me
Hot, Hot, Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy,
(You don't want to fuck with me with me)
(Electronic Voice)
400 Degreez
400 Degreez
400 Degreez
400 degreez
Ya' see me, I eat, sleep, shit, and talk rap,
You see that '98 Mercedes on TV, I bought that,
I had some felony charges, I fought that,
Been sent to no return, but still was ball back,
Nigga threw some slangs at me, Whodi, I caught that,
I punished them lil' bitches before they get car jack,
Now I'm lookin' for they family and padnuh's to war back,
If I ain't a Hot Boy, 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 Mer-C, gettin' ducked off,
Ride top down, so we let the trucks pause,
In the Jeep, ridin' four deep,
I booted up at these niggas claimin' they know me Huh?
(Hook)
(Electronic Voice)
You don't want to fuck with me
You don't want to fuck with me
Hot Boyz, Hot Boyz
Bitch, what? I'll bust ya' ass up,
Don't even go there, Whodi, cause I'm ready to mask up,
I heard about the money, that's some nice change
For the right price, I'll bust the right brain
If 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 tri-flamed
Nigga might survive, if he bout that right flame
With somethin' that'll stop a nigga from playin,
Somethin' 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 ho
Attitude adjustments, do y'all need,
Don't call in 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
(Hook)
(Electronic Voice)
You don't want to fuck with me
Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy, Hot, Hot,
Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy,
Alright stop it, cause I done had enough,
When it comes to my pockets, I'm ready to bust,
Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover truck,
Man, let me get this beef shit over, brah
Ain't no bitches here, I'm from the 'Nolia, brah
Bust yo' beef's head, is what was told to us
How I'ma be runnin' with these killa's and backin' down,
How I'ma look in front of my people, like a clown,
The G-Code is what we live by and we die by,
The book is what we will never abide by,
Niggas drive by, gettin loose,
Beefin' with each other like a checker board in use,
Up in Compton or the Watts, nigga
Up in New York, ya keep'em open watch nigga
Fo' ya'll played by a hit or retalion,
All fine young black females stallions,
Give me the keys to yo' car and ya medallion,
You far away from ya home, you's a alien (alien)
(Hook)
(Electronic Voice) Seeeee
You don't want to fuck with me
(Hot, Hot, Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy,)
You don't want to fuck with me
(Hot, Hot, Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy,)
You don't want to fuck with me
Hot, Hot, Hot Boy, Hot, Hot, Hot Boy,
(You don't want to fuck with me with me)
(Electronic Voice)
400 Degreez
400 Degreez
400 Degreez
