Help lyrics

Artist  : Hot Boys F- B.g. 
Song : Help



 Send "Help" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
What's up man?

 These Hot Boy$ back at it again, ya heard me?

 Oh and it's Guerilla Warfare time

 We got these ol' bitch ass niggaz scared

 Look here

 

 Luxury cars on chrome, I play that

 Five figure bonds on charges, I'd paid that

 Ounces of coke at a young age, look I weighed
that

 My click done blewed up you know haters, they
hate that

 Come around me with a bad bitch, you know I'mma
take that

 Put a chopper in my hand, and watch how quick I
sprayed that

 Drop a track watch how quick I go and lace
that

 Cash Money I don't think y'all niggaz could
really faze that

 Beef with me, I don't think you ready to face
that

 Put money in front of me and watch how quick I
chase that

 Nigga give me the weed and I'm ready to blaze
that

 I'mma man and if its my charge, I gotta take
that

 Mouth off yo brains, and I'mma have to waste
that

 K bullets burn, you talk and watch you taste
that

 I'm so large, I gotta phone, the fedz can't
trace that

 You gotta respect I'mma fool, how you love
that

 

 Hook:

 Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' HELP

 Them Hot Boy$ coming please somebody HELP

 They on fire, they goin burn me somebody HELP

 They got guns, they goin shoot somebody HELP

 Please somebody HELP

 

 Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' HELP

 Them Hot Boy$ coming please somebody HELP

 They got guns, they goin shoot somebody HELP

 They on fire, they goin burn me somebody HELP

 Please somebody HELP

 Got these bitch niggaz hollering' HELP

 

 Nigga, my click raw, play it us we blow shit

 We was trained for war, believe we act a fool
bitch

 We take situations fo, we don't play no games
bitch

 We put on sound to talk aloud, the kids claim
shit

 We on another level you stuck on the same
shit

 CMB came through now we done rearranged shit

 We got the game locked these wannabe soldiers
ain't shit

 Y'all ain't from uptown, can't come homebound
and say the flow, you

 bitch

 We don't wear the suit, we wear tee's, fro's and
reez

 We think absolute, got bigettes on our
rollies

 Y'all know we drive fine cars, Lexus and
Benzes

 I don't know what women think they could fuck
wit B.G.

 Not in a million years, you could come and top
this

 I wonder who goin do my beats, Fresh rock
shit

 Give him five or ten minutes, he goin drop a hot
hit

 Fuck that other nigga, them Hot Boy$ come in and
shot shit

 

 Hook:

 Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' HELP

 Them Hot Boy$ coming please somebody HELP

 They on fire, they goin burn me somebody HELP

 They got guns, they goin shoot somebody HELP

 Please somebody HELP

 

 Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' HELP

 Them Hot Boy$ coming please somebody HELP

 They on fire, they goin burn me somebody HELP

 They got guns, they goin shoot somebody HELP

 Please somebody HELP

 Got these bitch niggaz hollering' HELP

 

 These Hot Boy$ on top trained for drama

 No way you goin run, try to hide, we goin find
ya

 I you forgot its my job to remind ya

 We bust twos, playa haters we misuse

 I don't give a fuck, I bruise nigga

 If you ain't know, Cash Money straight fools
nigga

 Now Baby got the tillery duct off fo' sho'

 Me and Lil' Weezy, jumpin' out the two do'

 Lexus coupe with the combat boots on

 Soldier fatigue, ready to get our shoot on

 Niggaz goin bleed

 You heard of us, we murderers, and dangerous

 Ain't no serving us, we creep silent like
burglarers

 We busting our bang, that's off top we trill

 We don't fuck with the lame, we all real

 And we about our motherfucking change

 We do or die for life

 We represent to the fullest, and we ride
tonight

 

 Hook (2x):

 Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' HELP

 Them Hot Boy$ coming please somebody HELP

 They on fire, they goin burn me somebody HELP

 They got guns, they goin shoot somebody HELP

 Please somebody HELP

 

 Got these bitch niggaz hollerin' HELP

 Them Hot Boy$ coming please somebody HELP

 They on fire, they goin burn me somebody HELP

 They got guns, they goin shoot somebody HELP

 Please somebody HELP

 Got these bitch niggaz hollering' HELP

 

 (during the last time the hook is said)

 It's like that ya heard me?

 We told y'all niggaz need help right now

 We steal and fuck shit up ya heard me?

 Just like that man, not all everybody goin be
Hot Boy$

 But nigga know who the original Hot Boy$ is

 Ya heard me?

 It ain't no secret

 Them Cash Money millionaires

 Man that's the motherfucking real, original Hot
Boy$

 Everybody wanna be Hot Boy$

 Boy that's cold, that's sorry

 Niggaz know they sorry fo' that too

 But it's all gravy

 Can't strip em

 Ya heard me?

 We laying it down

 And it ain't no secret

 You need to get yo' own shit

 Damn, why you have to run with our shit

 We put this shit together

 We the originators

 Yea