Текст песни Can U Make It Hot - Do or Die
(Verse
One)
We
comin
back
to
the
scene
with,
no
love
Players
to
pimps
and,
mo'
thugs
Chi-Town
people
we,
stay
plugged
Awwww
yeahhh,
that's
us
Pardon
my
expression,
baby
love
us
The
typical
niggaz
that,
run
through
But
don't
let
the
typical
niggaz,
run
you
Money
ain't
a
thang
baby,
that's
true
And
how
much
money
could,
serve
you
For
the
lucci
baby
that,
burn
you?
When
the
streets
is
cold,
this
shit
get
hot
Certain
motherfuckers
wanna
sit
and
plot
Do
it
guns
to
pull
oo-wops,
as
it
does
to
glocks
Roam
the
street,
like
a
rottweiler
Remember
Joe
Pe-sci,
I'm
a
Goodfella
Goin
all
out,
what
my
daddy
tell
us
The
nigga
got
ahead,
make
'em
all
jealous
Infatuatin
nigga's
quality
Characteristic
pimpology
And
I
been
around
the
world
on
a
oddysey
So
obviously,
I
live
with
the
pledge
It
don't
bother
me,
it
don't
bother
me
So
obviously,
and
obviously
I
live
with
the
pledge
it
don't
bother
me,
c'mon
Chorus:
{female
singers}
Can
you
make
it
hot
like
this?
Can
you
make
me
scream
ya-ya,
cause
you're,
pa-pa
Can
you
make
it
hot
like
this?
Can
you
make
it
hot
like
this?
Can
you
make
it
hot
like
this?
Can
you
make
me
scream
ya-ya,
cause
you're,
pa-pa
Can
you
make
it
hot
like
this?
.
(Verse
Two)
Check
it
out
y'all
One-two,
one-two,
who
you?
Ain't
no
jackin
us,
that's
true
Got
'spect
taken
away,
you
get
loot
Four
bad
hoes,
waitin
to
get
scooped
Catch
'em
and
check
'em,
put
'em
down
but
I
wet
'em
Put
your
fingers
in
the
air
and
say,
"Ya-ya"
All
my
ladies
say,
"Ya-YA!"
Poppa
to
me
baby
like,
"Pa-pa"
Drop-top
Bentley,
Benz
and
Coupe's
Lesbians
in
Lucci
suits
Can
I
make
it
hot
like
this?
(AHH)
Can
I
make
it
hot
like
that?
(OHH)
See
I'ma
put
it
in
mo',
so,
it
be
cold
Somethin
like
superior
when
I'm
bustin
the
flow'll
Have
you
probably
touchin
yo'
toes
(yo'
toes)
I
got
the
type
of
funk
to
make
yo'
hoes
get
low
Can't
have
the
po-po
catchin
up
But
I
can't
picture
us
ridin
bus
Give
you
somethin
make
you
scream
Like
the
stuff
from
the
triple
beam
Hit
the
scene
baby
and
get
the
green
baby
And
show
'em
what
it
mean
just
to
bling
baby
When
we
rock
prop
stop
drop
Niggaz
down
like,
what
what
WHAT
WHAT?
Chorus
(Verse
Three
- Mo
Unique)
Uh
oh
it's
the
M-O,
U-N,
I-Q-U-E
Comin
straight
out
of
Phil-ly
So
you
wanna
make
it
hot
like
me?
Wanna
go
toe
to
toe
with
me?
Whether
I'm
rockin
the
industry
Cause
cain't
nobody
do
it
better
than
me
Who
got
capacity
to
break
it
down
Thinkin
we
weak
in
the
knees?
Wanna
share
it,
say
it
to
Your
Majesty
Stop
it
Dunn
cause
you're
killin
me
Picture
me
ballin,
niggaz
ain't
ready
Straight
get
jiggy
when
I
rock
the
party
Got
the
audacity
to
wanna
battle
with
me
But
them
skills
you
posess
you
could
never
compete
Watch
this
low
right
here,
fools
like
honey
Had
that
body
shakin
from
your
head
to
feet
Chickenheads
comin
up,
Elmo's
can't
see
Started
a
fire,
but
I'ma
bring
the
heat
Make
it
hot
non-stop
From
the
door
to
the
rooftop
Papi
don't
stop
til
these
haters
drop
And
we
cop
the
drop-top
to
floss
at
the
hot-spot
Niggaz
better
grab
ahold
cause
when
the
sun
explode
To
grab
your
soul,
put
you
under
my
control
(Verse
Four)
Hey
mama
stick
a
fork
in
it,
cause
you
be
dealin
With
some
brothers
that
ain't
really
less
fortunate
But
I'm
a
brother
that
be
ultimate
I
treat
a
lady
like
a
queen
if
she
be
livin
like
an
orphan-it
Hit
the
telly
on
the
fourth
and
fifth,
cause
if
your
paper
Will
not
bend
we
tryin
to
stick
it
like
we
awesome
How
many
chance
you
sposed
to
get?
I
be
the
brother
in
the
club
That
be
shinin
with
the
goldish
fit
Cock-back
when
you
wet
me
up,
let
me
smile,
keep
it
real
And
I
love
it
when
you
sex
me
up
Don't
hold
me
down
baby,
let
me
up
Recognize
I'm
a
star,
you
hit
with
the
master,
you
in
class
But
you
had
to
cut,
there
be
rules
to
the
game
If
you
rushin
then
you
asked
to
butt
Ain't
no
time
for
no
actin
up,
good
game
get
me
too
Even
if
you
mastered
what?
I'ma
man
give
a
true
love,
laid
back
with
the
ladies
And
I
bang
with
the
true
thugs
Share
the
wealth
with
my
crew
what?
Because
a
Chi
brother
know
That
a
plugged
on
the
same
dove
Let
the
world
know
I
blew
up,
because
I
got
on
my
top
And
I
drop
with
a
new
cut
Invent
a
style
and
they
want
that
like
that
Seen
a
ho
wanna
spin
in
my
Cadillac
Give
it
right
back
Chorus
(repeat
to
fade
w/
variations)
1 Alpha Omega
2 Po Pimp
3 Paper Chase
4 Playa Like Me
5 U Already Know
6 Kill or Be Killed
7 Shut ' Em Down
8 Still Po Pimpin
9 Just Ballin
10 Pimpology
11 6 Million
12 Bustin Back
13 Money Flow
14 Sex Appeal
15 Nobody's Home
16 Can U Make It Hot
17 Choppin up That Paper
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