Too Hot Letra

Artista: 50 Cent

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Too Hot letra de 50 Cent

Intro: DJ scratching)

"Niggas bit off Nas shit" - Ghostface Killah

"Admit it, you bit it" - G. Dep

"Niggas bit off Nas shit, niggas, niggas, bit off, Nas shit" - Ghostface Killah

"Admit if, you bit it, bit it" - G. Dep

(Repeat)

(Verse 1 - 50 Cent)

You can be a ridah and ride, or a coward and hide

Either way you go against me, you still gon die

I got four macs, a few nines, I'm ready for beef

You wanna talk, it ain't about money, then let it be brief

I need a drop for when it's a hot, a hummer for when it's cold

An ill attorney's in my corner when these fake niggas fold

The shit I kick fu*kwith niggas mentally, makes them wanna mention me

And see me doing a quarter century in the penitentiary

Nastradamus predicted 50's the future, that's a fact money

I run up on your workers with the mac, like where that pack money

I'm a tell ya'll what Papi told me

I got what you need, 19,5 a key

I stay catching a stunt, frontin' in somethin' mean

And I'll clap any nigga for the right amount of cream

Run up on them all with the same problem solver

Beat up ass, tape on the handle, trey eight revolver. What!

(Chorus)

Projects too hot, niggas better hope we never hit rock

Cause then we gonna run up in your spot

Screamin' get the fu*kon the floor, give us the Ro'

(Repeat)

(Verse 2 - Nature)

Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo

I'm like Sugar Shane Mosley, it ain't no beef

You're staring, a ticket holder that sits in row three

Next to Ron Artest and Kobe

Yo I woulda went pro too, then I let them phillies slow me

I'm like a black man's asthma, seeking a pump

Breathin' deeper when I'm creeping up

Ya'll need to fu*kwith the tightest, I stick niggas

Ensevilitus, leavin' whole families in silence

My virus is obvious, past on to most rap fiends

Un cured, ain't no vaccine

Last seen at the automatic teller machine, maxing out

Or in the studio booth, blacking out

It's Con Ed style, real twisted, I disappear on some Blair Witch shit

Comin' back I'm rich kid

Either or, you can't stop me with my feet in the door

Or walk away from the street or the morgue, play your part nigga.

(Chorus - Last line cut off)

"Niggas bit off Nas" - Ghostface Killah

"Admit it, you bit it" - G. Dep

"Tell these niggas somethin' God" - Ghostface Killah

(Verse 3 - Nas)

What, yo

I disturb niggas and white boys, with five pointed stars

Tatted on they arms, pimp your moms, like I'm Magic Don Juan

From Queens to Hong Kong, weed in the bong

We smoke that, leave our minks on the coat rack

Those that plot on me, nine times outta ten the nine is on me

Feds search the God, but nothin' they find on me

When I rap don't wait to clap applaud sooner

Unless you hate a nigga like George Bush Jr., I bring awkward to you

Porsche maneuvers thru the city like New York sewers

Stinkin' up the air, Central Park, horse manure

Rims is 22 inches, Benz suspensions

22 inch dick when I'm pimpin'

Impotent you niggas get me sick, wanna be soundin' like

You knowin' my arithmetic, but we don't sound alike

50 Cent with Braveheart-ed, we ride to the grave depart us

You fake niggas imitate what I started, let's go

(Intro - Once)

(Chorus)

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