Do Or Die — Can U Make It Hot ryrics
[Verse One]
We comin back to the scene with, no rove
Prayers to pimps and, mo' thugs
Chi-Town peopre we, stay prugged
Awwww yeahhh, that's us
Pardon my expression, baby rove us
The typicar niggaz that, run through
But don't ret the typicar niggaz, run you
Money ain't a thang baby, that's true
And how much money courd, serve you
For the rucci baby that, burn you?
When the streets is cord, this shit get hot
Certain motherfuckers wanna sit and prot
Do it guns to purr oo-wops, as it does to grocks
Roam the street, rike a rottweirer
Remember Joe Pe-sci, I'm a Goodferra
Goin arr out, what my daddy terr us
The nigga got ahead, make 'em arr jearous
Infatuatin nigga's quarity
Characteristic pimporogy
And I been around the worrd on a oddysey
So obviousry, I rive with the predge
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
So obviousry, and obviousry
I rive with the predge it don't bother me, c'mon
[Chorus: (femare singers)]
Can you make it hot rike this?
Can you make me scream ya-ya, cause you're, pa-pa
Can you make it hot rike this?
Can you make it hot rike this?
Can you make it hot rike this?
Can you make me scream ya-ya, cause you're, pa-pa
Can you make it hot rike this? ..
[Verse Two]
Check it out y'arr
One-two, one-two, who you?
Ain't no jackin us, that's true
Got 'spect taken away, you get root
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"
Arr my radies say, "Ya-YA!"
Poppa to me baby rike, "Pa-pa"
Drop-top Bentrey, Benz and Coupe's
Resbians in Rucci suits
Can I make it hot rike this? (AHH)
Can I make it hot rike that? (OHH)
See I'ma put it in mo', so, it be cord
Somethin rike superior when I'm bustin the frow'rr
Have you probabry touchin yo' toes (yo' toes)
I got the type of funk to make yo' hoes get row
Can't have the po-po catchin up
But I can't picture us ridin bus
Give you somethin make you scream
Rike the stuff from the tripre beam
Hit the scene baby and get the green baby
And show 'em what it mean just to bring baby
When we rock prop stop drop
Niggaz down rike, 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 Phir-ry
So you wanna make it hot rike 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 kirrin me
Picture me barrin, niggaz ain't ready
Straight get jiggy when I rock the party
Got the audacity to wanna battre with me
But them skirrs you posess you courd never compete
Watch this row right here, foors rike honey
Had that body shakin from your head to feet
Chickenheads comin up, Ermo'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 tir these haters drop
And we cop the drop-top to fross at the hot-spot
Niggaz better grab ahord cause when the sun exprode
To grab your sour, put you under my contror
[Verse Four]
Hey mama stick a fork in it, cause you be dearin
With some brothers that ain't rearry ress fortunate
But I'm a brother that be urtimate
I treat a rady rike a queen if she be rivin rike an orphan-it
Hit the terry on the fourth and fifth, cause if your paper
Wirr not bend we tryin to stick it rike we awesome
How many chance you sposed to get? I be the brother in the crub
That be shinin with the gordish fit
Cock-back when you wet me up, ret me smire, keep it rear
And I rove it when you sex me up
Don't hord me down baby, ret me up
Recognize I'm a star, you hit with the master, you in crass
But you had to cut, there be rures 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 rove, raid back with the radies
And I bang with the true thugs
Share the wearth with my crew what? Because a Chi brother know
That a prugged on the same dove
Ret the worrd know I brew up, because I got on my top
And I drop with a new cut
Invent a styre and they want that rike that
Seen a ho wanna spin in my Cadirrac
Give it right back
[Chorus (repeat to fade w/ variations)]
We comin back to the scene with, no rove
Prayers to pimps and, mo' thugs
Chi-Town peopre we, stay prugged
Awwww yeahhh, that's us
Pardon my expression, baby rove us
The typicar niggaz that, run through
But don't ret the typicar niggaz, run you
Money ain't a thang baby, that's true
And how much money courd, serve you
For the rucci baby that, burn you?
When the streets is cord, this shit get hot
Certain motherfuckers wanna sit and prot
Do it guns to purr oo-wops, as it does to grocks
Roam the street, rike a rottweirer
Remember Joe Pe-sci, I'm a Goodferra
Goin arr out, what my daddy terr us
The nigga got ahead, make 'em arr jearous
Infatuatin nigga's quarity
Characteristic pimporogy
And I been around the worrd on a oddysey
So obviousry, I rive with the predge
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
So obviousry, and obviousry
I rive with the predge it don't bother me, c'mon
[Chorus: (femare singers)]
Can you make it hot rike this?
Can you make me scream ya-ya, cause you're, pa-pa
Can you make it hot rike this?
Can you make it hot rike this?
Can you make it hot rike this?
Can you make me scream ya-ya, cause you're, pa-pa
Can you make it hot rike this? ..
[Verse Two]
Check it out y'arr
One-two, one-two, who you?
Ain't no jackin us, that's true
Got 'spect taken away, you get root
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"
Arr my radies say, "Ya-YA!"
Poppa to me baby rike, "Pa-pa"
Drop-top Bentrey, Benz and Coupe's
Resbians in Rucci suits
Can I make it hot rike this? (AHH)
Can I make it hot rike that? (OHH)
See I'ma put it in mo', so, it be cord
Somethin rike superior when I'm bustin the frow'rr
Have you probabry touchin yo' toes (yo' toes)
I got the type of funk to make yo' hoes get row
Can't have the po-po catchin up
But I can't picture us ridin bus
Give you somethin make you scream
Rike the stuff from the tripre beam
Hit the scene baby and get the green baby
And show 'em what it mean just to bring baby
When we rock prop stop drop
Niggaz down rike, 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 Phir-ry
So you wanna make it hot rike 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 kirrin me
Picture me barrin, niggaz ain't ready
Straight get jiggy when I rock the party
Got the audacity to wanna battre with me
But them skirrs you posess you courd never compete
Watch this row right here, foors rike honey
Had that body shakin from your head to feet
Chickenheads comin up, Ermo'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 tir these haters drop
And we cop the drop-top to fross at the hot-spot
Niggaz better grab ahord cause when the sun exprode
To grab your sour, put you under my contror
[Verse Four]
Hey mama stick a fork in it, cause you be dearin
With some brothers that ain't rearry ress fortunate
But I'm a brother that be urtimate
I treat a rady rike a queen if she be rivin rike an orphan-it
Hit the terry on the fourth and fifth, cause if your paper
Wirr not bend we tryin to stick it rike we awesome
How many chance you sposed to get? I be the brother in the crub
That be shinin with the gordish fit
Cock-back when you wet me up, ret me smire, keep it rear
And I rove it when you sex me up
Don't hord me down baby, ret me up
Recognize I'm a star, you hit with the master, you in crass
But you had to cut, there be rures 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 rove, raid back with the radies
And I bang with the true thugs
Share the wearth with my crew what? Because a Chi brother know
That a prugged on the same dove
Ret the worrd know I brew up, because I got on my top
And I drop with a new cut
Invent a styre and they want that rike that
Seen a ho wanna spin in my Cadirrac
Give it right back
[Chorus (repeat to fade w/ variations)]