Текст песни Hypnotize Cash Money (feat. Hot Boyz, Juvenile, BG & Big Tymers) - Big Tymers , Tear Da Club Up Thugs , Juvenile
How
you
love
this
playboy?
This
one
here
bezzled
out
With
the
Hot
Boys
and
the
Tear
Da
Club
Up
Thugs
Like
this
Riding
on
twenties
Memphis
and
New
Orleans
we
gonna
show
you
how
we
do
this
Y'all
boys
y'all
boys
ain't
ready
for
this
Hot
Boys
Hoy
Boys,
them
who'd
tend
to
come
clean
40
cal
in
my
drawers
runnin'
from
them
laws
Some
bubble
lay
in
my
sock,
I'm
hopin'
that
I
don't
fall
I'm
certainly
hittin'
corners,
hittin'
gates,
man
this
dive
is
gettin'
tight
Leapin'
tall
buildings
in
a
single
bounce
still
I
see
them
lights
Hear
me
this
if
I
go
I
better
go
in
style
But
in
Tennessee
another
warped
out
player-
Feel
like
we
mess,
huh?
You
dealin'
with
the
wrong
one
My
sharper
cut
loose
and
have
your
brains
cooked
well
done
Now
hold
up
B-Geezy,
what
seems
to
be
the
blood
clot?
Is
it
enough
for
me
to
go
shoot
up
them
drug
spot?
Lil
killa
Weezay,
they
drug
spot
is
interferin'
with
our
cheezay
Get
'em
out
and
shut
that
b-
down
Let's
ride
uh-huh,
we
gettin'
shh,
red
eyes,
they
all
die,
uh-oh
Them
Hot
Boys
started
ridin'
We
gonna
fire
boy,
wet
'em
real
good
Wave
your
hand
rid
a
bye
bye
bye
boy
Wet
up
they
hood,
shoot
they
streets
on
both
sides
boy
'Cause
we
the
Hot
B
lighters
Ridin'
at
nighters
in
two
red
Vipers
They
didn't
expect
two
snipers
bussin'
gas
like
this
Puttin'
they
clique
in
a
blender
with
Ks
and
max
like
this
Full
of
that
danger
in
all
black
like
this
Hot
Boys
and
Three
Six
klick-klack
like
this,
what?
Soze
Lord
'cause
the
weak
competitors
come
on
a
regular
Intruders
face
these
barracudas
hundred
wicked
predators
Double
barrel
bust
that
warned
them
Now
they
surely
scared
of
us
Seriously
we
party
stay
out
the
streets
or
face
the
territory
Cowards
of
the
hour
sickened
by
my
tower
flower
power
Shower
and
devour
face
the
boom
boom
boom
power
Tear
Da
Club
Up
Thugs
kickin'
it
with
the
Hot
Boys
'Cause
our
weapons
weigh
a
ton
and
we
came
to
bring
the
noise
I'll
wet
ya
block
for
anything
me
and
my
Hot
Boy
clique
Quick
to
dress
in
all
black,
leave
ya
body
in
a
ditch
Them
turnt
the
hot
boy,
'bout
it
since
my
younger
days
Been
pullin'
triggers,
been
runnin'
through
the
hallways
Play
it
raw,
and
I
spark
at
anytime
Any
place
any
where
with
my
mag
9
I
got
an
army
of
killers
with
automatic
gats
Untamed
gorillas,
Craig,
Ron,
and
Randy
Hot
Boys
and
Three
6 them
cliqued
up
on
that
Start
beef
it's
a
must,
we
freeze
it
up
o'er
there
Strangle
the
trigger,
and
you
a
killer
now
who
did
it?
One
of
you
bought
the
sound
but
y'all
too
scary
to
admit
it
Rearview
mirror
messed
up
so
I
can't
see
when
they
coming
Yesterday
I
got
spooked
out
and
I
drew
down
on
a
woman
I
told
the
lady,
"Look
I'm
sorry
Miss
I
know
I
was
wrong
But
you
came
so
close
to
me
you
made
me
thought
it
was
on"
That's
why
my
partners
is
gone,
they
didn't
see
the
evil
approaching
And
a
hater
got
'em
if
it
was
me
I
would've
smoked
him
They
stop
all
the
snortin'
'cause
they
couldn't
catch
no
drain
Now
all
them
jokers
stickin'
syringe
in
they
veins
They
get
pampers
and
tampons
on
the
ground
by
the
dumpster
Wrapped
up
in
a
garbage
bad
they
found
a
innocent
youngster
I'm
an
all
around
hustler
get
paid
in
many
ways
Knew
a
Dre
to
get
played,
had
a
connection
with
Yae
Once
before
I
went
in
a
house
and
killed
four
Kill
it,
wall
it
for
thirty
whole
that
he
kept
under
the
floor
Now
I'm
with
the
Tear
Da
Club
Thugs
pushin'
them
birds
And
I'ma
continue,
all
rappers
hittin'
the
3rd
It's
the
juice
comin'
up
out
the
dark
from
apart
North
Memphis
figures
always
hard
and
we
start
Weak
ass
cowards,
playa
haters,
we
ain't
no
traitors
Bustin'
hustlers
and
some
G's
chasers
about
that
paper
Pass
that
green
if
you
a
friend
of
me
You
see
Big
Triece
kill
a
fifth
of
Hennesey
And
get
bucked
wild
in
the
club,
that's
how
we
be
All
you
gang
figures
throw
them
thangs
and
show
them
teeth
It's
on
Haters
be
sizin'
playas
ridin',
I'll
sign
on
playas
But
I'll
die
for
a
few
playas
Suga
Slim,
Manny,
and
my
Hot
Boy
Clique
Never
forget
my
B.G
'cause
I
know
he'll
steal
a
hater
for
me
quick
But
today
I'm
with
Three
6 and
I'm
showin'
love
Where
these
Tennessee
broads
drink
milk
'til
they
see
blood
Wearin'
my
black
glove,
in
case
I
gotta
bust
a
- head,
cuz
And
we
ridin'
Bentleys
on
dubs,
TV's
with
VC's
is
a
must
Automatic
strap
plus,
got
my
soldiers
on
my
feet
no
matter
what
Juve
got
four
and
B.G
got
ten,
while
my
thirty-two
golds
playboy
we
all
in
Turk
got
the
red
beam
team,
double
R
Rolls
Royce
showin'
love
Went
to
Miami
and
bought
a
Lamborghini
on
dubs
We
bought
and
then
ridin'
buttons
to
show
these
hoes
we
worth
somethin'
And
my
baby
momma,
she
solid
but
she
playin'
games
She
told
me
she
was
takin'
pills
but
she
pregnant
again
This
my
third
time
and
it's
all
gravy
baby
And
my
children
gonna
be
straight
If
I'm
bling,
deaf,
or
crazy
baby
Playboy
won't
you
tell
me
how
you
love
that
It's
all
gray,
the
water,
uptown
hard
hitters
And
these
Memphis
players,
tearin'
clubs
up
Playa
why
you
hatin?
Playa
why
you
hatin'?
Playa
Playa
why
you
hatin?
Playa
why
you
hatin',
boy?
Playa
why
you
hatin?
Playa
why
you
hatin'?
Playa
Playa
why
you
hatin?
Playa
why
you
hatin',
boy?
Playa
why
you
hatin?
Playa
why
you
hatin'?
Playa
Playa
why
you
hatin?
Playa
why
you
hatin',
boy?
Playa
why
you
hatin?
Playa
why
you
hatin'?
Playa
Playa
why
you
hatin?
Playa
why
you
hatin',
boy?
Re-doin'
my
grill,
from
diamonds
to
pear
shapes
And
clubs
isn't
all
this,
yeah
boy
Y'all
know
how
we
do
it
Wearin'
two
Rolex's,
flosses
and
huntin',
bought
it...
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2 Who the Crunkest (feat. Project Pat)
3 Smoked Out (feat. Twista)
4 I'm Losing It
5 Elbow a Nigga (feat. Project Pat)
6 Hell Naw
7 On Da Block - Skit
8 What You Lookin' For (feat. Project Pat)
9 Paper Chase (feat. Fatal)
10 Hypnotize Cash Money (feat. Hot Boyz, Juvenile, BG & Big Tymers)
11 When God Calls Time Out
12 Big Business
13 When It's on It's Murder - Skit
14 Push 'Em Off
15 Slob on My Knob
16 Triple Six Clubhouse
17 A Nigga's Worst Downfall
18 Hypnotize Minds/Prophet Posse
19 Comin' Up Next
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