Ohhh ohh, ohh OHH ohh ohh
  Ohhh ohh, ohh OHH ohh ohh, ohh
  we talkin bout
  
  [D.V. Alias Khrist]
  Hot times, runnin thru ya city
  If you miss it now it'll sho' be a pity
  We got - hot times, runnin thru ya city.. {*echoes*}
  
  [Pos]
  I ain't no thug son, my name is Plug Won
  I drop a certified gem, for him and her
  Knockin on your radio, like the Crash Crew
  ask whoever you want - I'm managin the funk on the paper
  Outside of that we pull capers for days
  Ridin throughout the maze of street, while we blaze the beat
  Watchin the sweet things wiggle they butt
  to Plug Three, on the cut, movin on ya what-
  -ever ya got, we gon' get, bringin our point, to ya position
  Rippin stages with my thought coalition
  Carryin on, eradicate all your stress mode
  Just another episode through these area codes
  We bankin on
  
  [D.V. Alias Khrist]
  Hot times, runnin thru ya city
  If you miss it now it'll sho' be a pity
  We got - hot times, runnin thru ya city.. {*echoes*}
  Hmmm..
  
  [Pos]
  It's the hot-ness, talked about but never seen
  like the Loch-Ness, til ya cop this; drop it inside your vein,
  and like a train, we be runnin throughout your legs and arms
  You're high off our talent and charm
  Check the caliber - this be a smash
  like some food on stage for Gallagher
  Wear ya bib, cause it's messy
  Niggaz schemin on my +Girl+ as if my name was +Jesse+
  Watch your manners! Now let me pass it off to Dave Banner
  
  [Dove]
  Yo, I set travels like Karen LaRue
  Small talkin in the big city, it's all about gettin the coins
  Everywhere I go I touch a tenderloin
  They sportin a dot com Viet marker bomb
  on your metro - MARTA order iron horse
  Yo take the cross and meet a nigga at the butcher
  I'm cuttin your girl - we on a world tour
  Supplyin your bloodstream with nothin but the pure uncut, in ya
  
  [D.V. Alias Khrist]
  Hot times, runnin thru ya city
  If you miss it now it'll sho' be a pity
  We got - hot times, runnin thru ya city.. mmmm..
  
  Freak freak freak freak the funk the funk the funk the funk
  funk freak the freak the freak the freak the freak the freak
  Freak freak the funk freak freak the funk
  
  [Dove]
  We ain't walkin on a yellow brick road
  These streets stay red and bloody kid
  Study your code, so you can easily pass
  I stash a little love when I'm on the visitation
  If you crossin my lane, nigga do the same
  I guaranteed to run through and prove the game
  ain't bigger than the pieces in it
  You see the pieces in it had me stuck travellin one side of map
  Clappin hands with rap cats who ain't deserve dap
  Long hauls and livin out a suitcase man
  Chickenheads and gangs of fruitcakes man
  Ain't nuttin better than explorin the outskirts
  especially when she ain't got no pantyhose on, and it's on
  
  [D.V. Alias Khrist]
  Hot times, runnin thru ya city
  If you miss it now it'll sho' be a pity
  We got - hot times, runnin thru ya city.. {*echoes*}
  Mmmm..
  Hot times, runnin thru ya city
  If you miss it now it'll sho' be a pity
  We got - hot times, runnin thru ya city.. {*echoes*}
  Mmhmmhmhmmmhmhmmmmm..
  
  [Pos + Dove going "Ohhh ohh, ohh OHH ohh ohh" every 2 lines]
  Yo - it's like, the Mercenary gettin down
  And we got, Dave Banner gettin down
  And we got, Maseo gettin down
  And of course, my nigga Eno gettin down
  And we got, Jay Dee gettin down (say word y'all)
  And of course, the Slum V gettin down
  And we got my man Khrist gettin down
  And we got, Com Sense gettin down
  And we got, N.D. gettin down
  You know Troy Hightower gettin down
  And we got, C. Smith gettin down
  And my nigga, Dave West gettin down..