Lyrics:
keys like pianos
When you’re too hot to handle getting 2 Pac financials
See it all becomes substantial just a few shots to blam you
Then your
nigga's at Lotus
I hit P and them I was Dom P'ed up in there
You know but I found this new spot
We went to the other night, yo
Check it out check it
prayer when I pass by churches
These niggas ant bout it
They say the real I doubt it
On top cause the bottem too crowded
Do magic walah
An I really owe it
believe these niggas think that they got a chance with me
I'll line them up by twos and take them on single handily
Dont think they could handle me
Not
that's how we do this
It's all about you Mayne
It's yo' life, let 'em know somethin'
I come from where they pop they collars
And couldn't be saved by
bones
I'm in pain
But man I am villainous unto the Dawn
So forever more I will be a Spawn
Yeah, GrewSum, yo
I'm too old for nothing, too hot to handle
and that's it
Makin' it rain and that's it
Iron my suit, polish my shoes
Stay in your lane and that's it (yeah)
Dick like a candle, too hot to handle
Blow out
your lane and that's it (yeah)
Dick like a candle, too hot to handle
Blow out the flame and that's it
Lick on the tip and that's it
Icy, so cold, let it
y'all niggas be loving them)
(I ain't sweet I never be trusting em)
(Must thought I was broke the way I be hustling)
Yea, skat pack too fast
I switched up
it came as no surprise
Love was too hot to handle
Well I really blew my cool and you
You just blew out the candle
Didn't you just try just another
What if we could be with somebody else?
Wouldn't you love to stay out too long?
Oh, oh what if we could go there?
What if we could stay a little
electrocuted, executed by an executioner of my flow
Too quick for the human eye to detect zooming by
Guess who, what's happening guys?
They told me to shit, I
its your last time
Im the right one
To handle you bitches now you get it
Cool at first
But don't test me
Trigger finger
Get too happy
Get your plug
(Y'kno about the Hot Boys nigga, why'kno about the Hot Boys nigga)
Nigga say New Orleans fake, nigga better fear down here
We have mo' muders than
a damn good dick
Put them legs up high she couldn't handle it
I'm not a no good punk, I coulda macked your mother
But Life is Too $hort, so I kept it
I'm by myself
Yea I'm still here
I fight myself
When I fight my fear
I tell my friends life is well
After whipin tears
I know some niggaz got life
but heeyyy, we all live by the rules,
of the game we play
day to day, death is a possiablity
the way I play, feds stops you from killin' me
it's too hot
It's way too dark in the ends
For love and support
Cah London the home of the nittys
I thank God for letting me live
In a place where niggas get m'ed off
too hot to handle, you were breaking every vow.
I trusted you, baby, you can trust me now.
Turn back, baby, wipe your eye,
Don't think I'm leaving
I still got you by my side I feel like I beat the odds
I got this Tommy on my side I'm walking fairly odd
She too good for Hotel 6 I pick
nizzle, you gon' get hizzle
Relax by the kizzle
An' go get us a couple hizzles
You dizzles
Yeah with Muggs
What it is
Sen Dog!
Keep it real gangster
with
Don't go against the grain if you can't handle it
[Meth]
Ha, holla cross from the land of the lost
Behold the pale horse, off course (off course)
Heavy ballin pants keep fallin they can't handle all da bands
Bitch im grindin w my bruddas we don't need no fuckin friends
Made that post n ain't
back up back up yo way up way up
Or you'll get yoself smacked up! Like 2 Pac
we hit'em up~
Too cold to hold yo we too hot to handle
Ladies are you ready
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