Текст (слова) песни: Hot Boys - Bout Whatever

[Verse 1]
Fatiuged up full of that dope ready for war
Me and Mark wit K`s tearing yo station up
Baggin` that kill shooting at anythang that`s chillin`
Wit a hundred rounds..so u know there`s gonna be a killin`
Better stake yo-self in a place we can`t see
Ramble at night in the evenin` we creep
Bout whateva nigga killin niggas like a season
Duct tape body snatchin niggas for any reasons
You best believe we`z real
We too hot and hard to kill
Now (?) low as they could we get it how we live
Turn the (?) spittin` stainin` witnesses and all
Ain`t no escapin` choppers gone set it off
Lil` Wayne bout that funky shit
Leave nigga fire if out of line get rid of quick
The.....Magnolia is where I be
Where a soulja I leave a nigga stain
messin` fo weed

(chorus)

1(Turk) --Bout whateva u bout whateva u want we can do it
2(Wayne)--Triggas I ain`t and yo station I`mma run through it
3(Turk) --Bout whateva u bout nigga all day and all night
4(Wayne)--Look here man I ain`t scared to lose my life

*(Turk) --Bout whateva u bout whateva u want we can do it
*(Wayne)--Triggas I ain`t and yo station I`mma run through it
*(Turk) --Bout whateva u bout nigga all day and all night
5(Wayne)--It don`t matter I ain`t scared to lose my life

[Verse 2]
The young head busta
Eliminating niggas like nuttin`
Fifty shots I release hit yo block head bustin`
Turk and Wayne the youngest of the squad with the ride
Magnolia I represent til I die thats no lie
Infered beams chest head shots I`m givin`
Bullets flippin and still but nothing but gun smoke when u slippin`
And yo body hot like shit you drop nigga
Hit yo block in the jag wit the top dropped nigga
Soulja rags wit black bows I thugged out
Two times a hot boy wit` two slugs in my mouth
Before five we cocked back always ready for beef
Still got niggas on my side who gone ride wit me
I hope u bout what I`m bout cuz if not ya all in
I be in shitty colors A-K sex and ten
No heisitation in my blood line
Killin` niggas still no thang and I put it on yo mind

(Chorus)

Repeat Turk`s line 1
Repeat Wayne`s line 2
Repeat Turk`s line 3
(Wayne)--It don`t matter I ain`t scared to lose my life

(Repeat over again)

[Verse 3]
I let`em sagg strap wit` automatics fully loaded
Gloc`s wit` 17 for the haters is why I tote it...never loaded
I`m sobber nigga I stay on my shit
Nigga want beef wit me...I ..ee..jack on that bitch
Bout that druggin` 17 nigga I`m thuggin
Nigga disrespect me get licked out like a ruggin`
I.......discharge like a hoe
Nigga fall like ceaser to the morge is where they go
i ain`t no hoe for you niggas that don`t know
I pack the A-K and the fuckin` fo..fo I let`em flow
You get hit you crapped out
Head shots thats what I`m givin` brains be all out
You faint fall out when they hear about you
I release, release the whole clip not few
Nigga you through when u fuckin wit` me
Lil Turk the H-B from the U-P-T

(chorus)

Repeat Turk`s line 1
Repeat Wayne`s line 2
Repeat Turk`s line 3
(Wayne)--It don`t matter I ain`t scared to lose my life
(Repeat first three lines over)
1*******
2*******
3*******
*(Wayne)--Look here man I ain`t scared to lose my life

(Repeat the last 4 lines over again)

Nigga...(what)...(what)
Nigga
Turk and Wayne
Ha...Ha...Hot Boys

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