Heat Up, Heat Up Jet Le, Wiley, Breeze gonna eat the beat up Scratchy's on the beat let us eat the beat up Let's get the boys that are bout to heat up
Traduction: Roll Deep. Heat Up.
Traduction: Roll Deep Crew. Heat Up.
Club got dressed up And went and took all the bitches of the athletes [Mikey Rocks:] Big up to what's been up, nigga Pin-ups from when we clicked up
Aint Leavin She Went From Moanin, To Shakin And Now she sleepin [J.Holiday:] Wanna Put My Fingers Through Your Hair Wrap Me Up In Yo Legs And Love To Yo Eyes Roll
badges up off of they chest Controlled substance on the ground, and it just had to be mine Fucking with me about weed, and they look blacker than mine Six months for getting caught up
I'm a trend setter with a beretta for real it ain't no faking I done showed up, then I poured up, then I blowed up like heats Diamond slugs up on my
anything for my peeps But it seems they would rather see me sleep six feet deep But when I'm on my feet somebody got they hand out though That'll feel me broke the heat
(feat. G.I.B.) [Chorus:] Bring da beef to the streets (y'all don't really want it) Keep the heat with me (so don't run up on me) All my people see (y
disappear whenever heated Ride whenever needed For my niggaz up in Clinton gettin weeded Continue to roll until I'm old, ride until I die Supply long as you motherfuckers buy My homies rolled
three deep felons Niggaz best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel Man I stay on point like icicles Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical All up
Growing up as an inner city brotha where every other had a pops and a motha I was tha product of a heated lover Nobody knew how deep it screwed me and
of the East, take it back, give your head a crease Leave you dead at least, we roll deep with no beefs On point like both (?), my breddren hold heat Leave
forty-sixth make sure he cries before he dies And tears from his eyes made my name immortalize Esoteric, certified heat speaker Beat freaker puttin (?) deep
scratches] [Inspectah Deck] Yo, yo, yo I stash heat, creep past police on the beat Keep it movin in the mean streets, I the black sheep Roll deep with
know the deal We Bad Boys, anywhere we at we smoke and kill You try to stop it, get yo' shit broke up in twenty pieces We roll deep in brand new vehicles
fuck with this Get it hype, get it crunk, get it buck up in this bitch Take no nigga Space Age Thug up in this shit Eightball, MJG we wuz up Up in this
