Heat

Go Go
This is street business
Gooo Go
Let's do it
What's going on checo
Polo make it hard

Never put yo life in a nigga hands, he'll leave u hanging
On the net a thug, but in real life a bitch entertaining
It is what it was if it's that ain't no explaining
I can't take my kids around my close friends cause they dangerous
Oooouuu Ooooouuu we gone bring the heat
Oooouuu ooooouuu leave it in the streets
Oooouuu ooooouuu up that sco on em'
Oooouuu ooooouuu pull up and hoe homie

I got so many flows, man they thought I was another niggah
If I wasn't the hitter to hit em, you better know I'm wit em
But I feel I'm getting to big, for all these norbit niggahs
They want me to prove a point, but I ignore the feeling
The niggas that you love, ah be the same ones get you shot
He yo big homie, he said yo name, the reason it got you hot
On the live wit opps, (y'all 12 as hell) that gotta stop
Nigga think he with the shit, but in the way his ass a prop
Oooouuu ooouuu I'm bout to go on em
Oooouuu oouuu up that sco on em'
Nigga always claim he him but at the end he really not
Gotta watch the ones you love, they say they real but they not

Never put yo life in a nigga hands, he'll leave u hanging
On the net a thug, but in real life a bitch entertaining
It is what it was if it's that ain't no explaining
I can't take my kids around my close friends cause they dangerous
Oooouuu Ooooouuu we gone bring the heat
Oooouuu ooooouuu leave it in the streets
Oooouuu ooooouuu up that sco on em'
Oooouuu ooooouuu pull up and hoe homie



Credits
Writer(s): Dushawn Oliver
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