Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heat Rock, artist - Redlight BoogieDate of issue: 08.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Heat Rock |
| Yeah |
| Aha |
| Lets get stupid |
| Aha |
| Get stupid |
| Sean Price: |
| Redlight waddup |
| Get stupid |
| Listen |
| The early birds eat first, thats my own turkey stuffed |
| Boogie spliffing the 5th that why he had alert the dutch |
| Trust me none of you will boogie spit in the streets |
| You might get youtubed or after hood with the repeat |
| You’re dealing with a dude who dont give a fuck about nothing, quick with the |
| shooting the magnum, snuff um or cut um., yall niggers bluffin, Ruck is the |
| truth yall, I 187'd a nigga I’m snoop dogg |
| The boogie bright so nice both packing the heat |
| Smacking niggas away, check em clappin back in their sleep |
| Breath down your bitch’s neck, poke my dick in their back |
| Rapido cariño vamos i got the whip in the back |
| Back like i never left or left you back on the floor |
| Relax after the gat clapped with a package of raw |
| Coke sniffin' choke chickens violating broads |
| Annihilate motherfuckers when im snipin' the force |
| Its funny to see cash case nothing but money and beat |
| All alive, you’re the type that reminds me of Sonny and Dean |
| Move feet godfather see what happened to him |
| The first to act up im clapping with tin rrraaaa |
| No more weed nigga i do the henny still |
| Old nigga freaking the flow im Benny Hill listen |
| How many pill does it take to get rich listen |
| I’m in the pill with krill now tell six |
| Boogie got the pack its a baby arms |
| Front it off like this rap shit only pay me crumbs |
| And the reason why i like girl is maybe arms |
| Plus i know my biggest hater is my baby moms |
| Im a fabulous fuckup, knifes and nunchucks |
| Beat earth, wind and fire out all of you dumbfucks |
| Sean price and the Redlight boogie |
| Money life from the redlight noogie |
| What the fuck |
| Make it salah wash the sins of my face with my palms |
| Out of slums like you think you know who got scarred |
| Boogie killed it guns up |
| Allāhu akbar |
| Rap martyr, zulu-nation back, Bambaata |
| Sean is the savage, tomorrow i take my Shehada |
| I’m taking your mommas dollars, im snatching the bitch purse |
| Fuck a fair one im clapping the 5th first |
| Despite im from Amsterdam i got an american dream |
| Price, Boogie the new european american team |
| Pac’s with god, I crack your fans and quotes |
| Ignore the bell, punchlines keep you against the ropes! |
| listen |
| I gotta get more cream so fucking with bums is emphatically fourteen |
| Fifteen big gun with the F beam |
| Face fucked up Mike Tyson versus Mitch Green |
| Ooh oooh ooh |
| Yeah |
| Hell yeah |
| The respect in my city be flexed, the gods with me |
| Move like you did it, yes i just did. |
| Oh God did he? |
| Against all wars, i race and dance on bars |
| The U.S. never thought Amsterdam so hard |
| But they dont make em like boogie no more in the dutch |
| Cockin' the four, fucking em raw, calling the shots |
| Chill mister this is boogie inflict-ster |
| We got your name, number, address plus your picture |
| Haha |
| Redlight |
| The pipe |
| Sean Price |
| Boot Camp |
| Skilled right |
| Killing skills right |
| Amsterdam |
| Brown ville |
| B Cane |