the \"Heat\" come My barrel hang out the Camaro Aimed at the nose of them hoes it's hard to breathe from Flash the gat, your town, bogardin' Your wallet, your chain
Cold Do Yo Chain Hang Low If The Chain Dont Hang Low Hot It Aint Lyin You Can Call Me Young J, Cuz I Got It Hang Time Friuty Pebbles Round My Neck Yea
my doe I pulled out my chain And had to let her kno She like Damn baby boy That's hella flow I'm not Jibbs But my chain hang hella low Hella guns in my
chain son theyll take I hit with one of them stail faces LIKE Ill be dammed momma they know who i am momma im still your Lil' boy but to them im the man
hit them ball in it (oh) Throw my soldier cap on them watchin 3 (?) in it (oh) Im a rich boy I aint gotta steal shorty (oh) Tell that lil rich no cops
Heat\" come My barrel hang out the Camaro Aimed at the nose of them hoes it's hard to breathe from Flash the gat, your town, bogardin' Your wallet, your chain
LIKE Ill be dammed momma they know who i am momma im still your Lil' boy but to them im the man momma fuck with ya boy man holly grew the hood nigga
fo's and vogues, we call 'em swang My partner Bun B bring the pain, Wanna know what I rep? Just check the chain In the hood is where I hang, On South
) hit them ball in it (oh) Throw my soldier cap on them watchin 3 [?] in it (oh) Im a rich boy I aint gotta steal shorty (oh) Tell that lil rich no cops
\"Heat\" come My barrel hang out the Camaro Aimed at the nose of them hoes it's hard to breathe from Flash the gat, your town, bogardin' Your wallet, your chain
shit when the tape cut off The price of fame, a dope chain, the same chain Yo, he tapped to the roof, watch the block, watch 'em hang [Chorus: Ghostface
nigga 6 figgas got it stacked up rich nigga Who you spittin for thugs or them broads Me I spit for the elite with heat I stay low key ride the hooptey