Hot Boys - Fired Up lyrics

(mannie fresh) Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot! (juvenile): Wodie, what kinda n***a that be full of that 'dro What kinda n***a freak shop like a eskimo (b.g.): Juve, what kinda n***a wanna be like me A n***a that wanna go get that new lexus jeep, lil' wayne (lil' wayne): Uh oh, what kinda n***a got 10 around his neck, what 20 on his wrist, what, money by the tech, huh (turk): My n***a, what kinda n***a that'll kick in the do' Bust your head, duck tape your hoe, and make her lay on the flo' (juvenile): Wodie, what kinda n***a play the cards how they dealt What kinda n***a got something that he could show for hisself (b.g.): Juve, what kinda n***a wanna be like me The ones that tape don't sell but want a check like me (lil' wayne): Say dog, what kinda n***a be on top of the world Million dollar status got me on top of ya girl (turk): Lil daddy, what kinda n***a be bout nuthin but war Pop out the car with ak and smoke a n***a like gar Chorus: (hotboy$) Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the (juvenile): What kinda n***a know what doing bad is What kinda n***a know what a stolen jag is (b.g.): Check it, what kinda n***a that be packing that iron A n***a like the hotboys that just don't mind dyin (lil' wayne): Man look, what kinda n***a just dressed in all black Fitted hats, long plats, 4 slugs out the tex (turk): What kinda n***a ride 20 inch chrome turning off his phone Cause hoes don't wanna leave him alone (juvenile): What kinda n***a know police is coming What kinda n***a quarter keys be runnin (b.g.): Check it, what kinda n***a got two lex (rolex) on his wrist What kinda n***a that'll freak out and beat his b**h (lil' wayne): Juve, what kinda n***a just don't give a you know Hit the set and shot 4 one more see 'em go (turk): What kinda a n***a wear reebok tennis shoes Takin off his shirts just to show his tattoes Chorus: (hotboy$) Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the (juvenile): What kinda n***a know who k**ed his partner What kinda n***a be playin it real with choppers (b.g.): Juve, what kinda n***a that be ready to buck With ak a**ault rifles not givin a f** (lil' wayne): What kinda n***a ride all day on twenty's Spend cash to the last penny sippin crystille and henny (turk): What kinda n***a got golds in his mouth (mouth) What kinda n***a got hoes that like to pout (pout) (juvenile): Turkie, what kinda n***a make a hoe slow down What kinda n***a that be ready cause it's gone go down (b.g.): Juve, what kinda n***a got change in the bank 10 round his neck 5 on his panky rang (lil' wayne): Look, what kinda n***a take a broad in the benz to eat Later on if he don't hit she going home on feet (turk): Lil wayne, what kinda n***a got 3 or 4 hoes What kinda n***a got his hoes in control Chorus: (hotboy$) Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the (juvenile): What kinda n***a got beaucoup slugs in his mouth What kinda n***a got beaucoup d** in his house (b.g.): Juve, what kinda n***a smoke jo's and weed Everyday of the week, wear t's (t-shirts) bauds (girbauds) and ree's (reeboks) (lil' wayne): Wodie, what kinda n***a just bust you in yo nose Be ridin with his boys, what boys, hot boy$ (turk): My n***a, what kinda n***a that'll ride first round Hit the spot with 50 shots leave brains on the ground (juvenile): What kinda n***a be f**ing with cmr (cash money records) What kinda n***a got a fight until tommorrow (b.g.): What kinda n***a that be flossed for nuttin Them cash money boys cause we working with something (lil' wayne): Look, what kinda n***a get nasty at night, what the blup, Why you want fight me, I didn't know that was your wife (turk): What kinda n***a know a b**h ain't sh** Take and make his third string hoe s** his dick Chorus: (hotboy$) Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Tha hotboy$, tha hotboy$, (we on fire) them n***az is the Juvenile & turk (we on fire) Lil' wayne & b.g. (we on fire) Them n***az is the (hot, hot,) we on fire Them n***az is the (hot, hot,) we on fire Them n***az is the (hot, hot,) we on fire Them n***az is the (hot, hot,) we on fire!