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Too hot, this town is too hot |
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Too hot, too hot |
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Now they calling in for the guns |
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About to spoil the rudeboy funs |
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The rudeboys never give up their guns |
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It's too hot, too hot |
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No man can tell them what to do |
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Too hot, too hot |
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Pound for pound, they say they're ruder than you |
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Too hot, too hot |
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They are the boss, and no back talk |
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If mad, then have a coffin you like |
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And you choose your burial site |
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Pay for insurance, make up your will |
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Come out and take them (fight them, fight them) |
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The soldiers came back to you without them |
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The police force are afraid, they can't even touch them |
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Too hot, too hot |
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Them say "If you think you're bad, why don't you come out yourself?" |
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These boys fighting for a fight, fight in the night |
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They don't flight because it's too hot |
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Too hot, too hot |
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Too hot, too hot... |
