Lyrics:
so hell hot
Well god did when he knew that i mounted up satans head
Far from drivin in my lane u rappers will end up getting car sick
Yes lets
the Congo
This shit is a jungle, I'll give you the ball
Then you better not fumble
707's, take a trip to hell just to bring out the muscle
Vision got clutch
The shit is disguster
Underground with people, lethal, trapped in the desert, surrounded by evil
Yeah, I see your bitch is impressed, my kicks is all fresh
The choices are many, so risk it, love
And have it your own way
'Cause whatever butters your biscuit, love
Is fine by me
Which is why I say
Some like
rock them old appliances
Alliances was formed in California, swarmin'
The West coast is back so it's finally dawnin' on 'em
The West coast ain't went
of the factory
- The factory are made of ahm.. tin panels with tin roof. It's really hot. The temperature over there is verily ninety degrees and inside
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
tracks hot raps
Get cash we on it
Rat traps guns clap
Black mask we on it
If they want it they can get it
Cuz my nigga we on it
All my niggaz is on it
Best
Yeah, no everything's been moving right along
The concept behind this record is one
We've been working so hard on
And it's cool 'cause it's built
I don't tell these stories that these other men do
Life is a bitch that's word to Az
First album made me fall in love with rap was Blueprint by Jay-Z
I've got a question, "Is that true?"
I keep it rocking like a porch swing, your whole style is boring
While I get attention just like an orange tee
Living inside my superstitions coming out of ghost town
This song started as an album story
About a boy kidnapped by aliens
One hell of an allegory
Each
a gimmick
You really think you know a person, sorry guess you didn't
This album isn't you, the only thing it proves
Is how you can't state your true
traps
I'm giving a feast to hungry cats (with hats)
I'm running away to a cage in my room
I'll lock myself in, I'm not speaking to you
My brain is
around me fade away
When you be looking at me
We just chillin in the hot tub
As the snow it falls
The water bubble up around us
To a misty fog
My phone is
should
He isn't good, he isn't true
He beats me too
What can I do?
Oh, my man I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I
should
He isn't good, he isn't true
He beats me too
What can I do?
Oh, my man I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I
should
He isn't good, he isn't true
He beats me too
What can I do?
Oh, my man I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I
to my hell of a sound
Girls drool on me like a diamond
I go to the party. I hip, I hop the spot
I dunno what it is, but the girls get hot
Perspirin'
on me
I represent two percent and you're like the other ninety
(This is Glory)
Glorious times immortalized by these glorious rhymes
The notorious mind
than choice to him that is willing
One of them fake niggaz, I'm hot like TNT
Blow up, and have you standin' in a puddle of pee-pee
See me, you couldn't
The dance floor is hot
It's wall to wall
And back to back
You can bet
Full of sweat
Everybody
Dripping wet
It's hot as hell
Well, well
Might
better wash it down
Drinkin from an empty glass
Then he pulled the burner out
I won't crack a fuckin joke
Cause I know all he'll do is frown
38 it's
sometimes
And then I realize
That You're by my side
When I started the last album I just wanted to rap
But it became daunting in fact when I got lost in track
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