Hot Boys, Birdman - Introduction lyrics

Bring Noise
I got something on my shoulder -
That bitch is so heavy
AK-47 attached ta a Mac-11
Double clipped taped up
Ready ta spray something
175 shots ta clear the block
I've ride through your neighborhood
Day and night
Store closed people inside, ya hood on strike
I'm looking, for ya - high and low
Nigga I'm searchin'
11 deep in the (2000) new Ford Excursion
Me and my nigga P - brother Diesel and Wee
Bell - Tyriq and Fat - Kay - Powder and Cleve
Once you found you get down
Burn torchin' and beat
That's the treatment you get from
A nigga in CMB i'm the BG but you can call
Me - Shot 'em up shorty
I'll get mad and try ta flush
Your head down the toirlet
Baby gave me the game - when
This niggas that's bitch made
Gimme my props
Call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades nigga

Boss you wouldn't believe what happend ta me
Last night I got hit for a package of ki's
Who was it? Man I'ont know some cats
They kicked in my doo' shot
My wife in the back
And you think them mothafuckers woulda
Left it at that
They beat me in my head until
I said where it's at
Okay we go out in the streets
And we get the word
We hit up anybody that we
Think selling them birds
Them fuckin moolignanis don't want no war'
C4 them down, let 'em burn in the car
Me not worried about no witness
Cuz them won't see, anything linkin' up ta me
Boss, come ta find out it was Red and Black
Them connivin' motherfuckers gatta
Pay for that i tell you what I gonna do
Burn them cock roaches
And payment for the cops in
Case they wanna approach us

I'm the OG nigga 'bout money and bitches
Know how
Ta flip a brick and deal with ditches
My brother KC told me how
Ta kill these niggas while Troy had me in
Alleys dealin' with digit's
Aiy, life is real my nigga
Me and Lac pa' was killed my nigga
It ain't nothing keep it real my nigga
While my homies carve life in
The field my nigga
Ski' then family - thrill deal niggas
Rambo and Sam - it is what it is niggas
I've robbed niggas - pulled
Triggers for niggas
Drama's involved - we in like we in nigga
Homicide - we kill like we kill nigga
Behind them thangs - it is what it is nigga
Birdman - a known shotcaller
Suburban man and Benzes and Prowlers

(look - look - look - look)
Here comes Mister Bad nerves
Wit' that fed-up look shorty got that
Do-whatever-for-the-cheddar look
Ain't got no dope
Weed or fetti plus I'm hurt and hungry
All I got is this Beretta
With 2 murders on it
I done walk 'bout four blocks
In a pair of old 'Boks dirty with no socks
Looking for dope spots
Man I'm on the prowl - untamed and wild
Been a year since I smiled
Better watch that child
Hat over my eyes, you can't see my frustation
Looking at niggas paper chasin'
With mean faces was told wait my turn -
But damn I'm impatient
Pacin' the streets with the Mac-10 blazin'
Lil' Brother bail please
I'ma kill him for the scrilla
Do you under smell me - I'm telling your dawg
I was raised on bad ways
Went to school on half days
Half smart and half crazed
Stop playin' with me

It's in my bloodstream wodie
Ta be the nigga that I am
Tote gats with hats take a
Nigga from his fam'
Nothin' but streets shit - it's
All a nigga know
Knockin you off ya feet quick -
It's all a nigga know
Drive-bys in U-Hauls - prepared anyday
Thuggin' is usual, do that every day
Bitch niggas get roast
If your not from round my way
Middle of the court or one of them hallways
Quick ta steal ya, I'm real I ain't fake
Leave ya ass a murder scene in
The middle of yellow tape
Put a hole in ya thinkin' cap
Won't be thinkin no mo' you'll be put ta nap
Young nigga play it raw
Raw - X ya bitch ass out
Me and my nigga Rat quick ta
Run up in ya house
Fuck it, I goes out cuz it's in me my nigga
When it's a coke drought - I
Tote a semi my nigga