Hell Ya
Hell yeah bitch gonna give up them digits
Ridin' round, with that chopper extended
We get low, just like Pippen defending
Fuck a nigga, and the crew that he cliquin'
I fuck with bitches that be thinking they witches
I seen the future and this shit turning wicked
I say fuck it hoe, let's get to the benjis
Endless blues off in my pocket I'm crippin'
Had to tell the doctor I don't fit in they prescription
Real nigga diagnosis baby I'm sickly
Real nigga diagnosis baby I'm sickly
Real nigga diagnosis baby I'm the sickest
Illmatic heel-catchin' shoestring bandit
Don't stand with me if you do not understand me
My ancestors was the first to cross Atlantic
It's gold in my DNA could fuckin' run the planet
I just wanna be ok just be one with the planet
How I fucked that lil bitch I swear I did not plan it
I'm loving on them latin hoes she speak to me in Spanish
Finna go meet on the boat with papi in Miami
I'm working on my Spanish baby let me get some practice
Rub that coca on your boca or just put it up your nose
Couple hundred dollars for nuevo zapatos
Summertime coming and I'm bloomin' like a rose
Hell yeah nigga like a Phoenix I rose
Never gave up on the game I feel just like D-Rose
Never gave up on the game I stick to what I know
Bangin' on the white mans door come pay me what you owe
Bangin' on the white mans door come pay me what you owe
Banging on the white man's hoe I give her what he don't
How the fuck a lion gonna worry bout a sheep
We gamble with the chips for real I gotta play for keeps
Hell yeah bitch gonna give up them digits
Ridin' round, with that chopper extended
We get low, just like Pippen defending
Fuck a nigga, and the crew that he cliquin'
I fuck with bitches that be thinking they witches
I seen the future and this shit turning wicked
I say fuck it hoe, let's get to the benjis
Endless blues off in my pocket I'm crippin'
Everyday another fake nigga get exposed
Every another woman jumping on that pole
Everyday another secret spill up out my soul
And everyday they taking pictures of me gotta pose
Everyday another fake nigga get exposed
Every another bitch jumping on that pole
Everyday another secret spill up out my soul
And everyday they taking pictures of me gotta pose
I be rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' like I'm Herbo
Let a nigga step up on these forces I'ma purp out
I left the club and I'm going straight to her house
Backroads all when I'm leavin' take the sure route
A nigga like me just don't fit up in they cutout
Cookie-cutter ass bitch what do you know
Nigga claiming that he know me, who you tho
Don't be claimin' that you know me boy you knowin' we ain't cool tho
Hell yeah bitch gonna give up them digits
Ridin' round, with that chopper extended
We get low, just like Pippen defending
Fuck a nigga, and the crew that he cliquin'
I fuck with bitches that be thinking they witches
I seen the future and this shit turning wicked
I say fuck it hoe, let's get to the benjis
Endless blues off in my pocket I'm crippin'
Ridin' round, with that chopper extended
We get low, just like Pippen defending
Fuck a nigga, and the crew that he cliquin'
I fuck with bitches that be thinking they witches
I seen the future and this shit turning wicked
I say fuck it hoe, let's get to the benjis
Endless blues off in my pocket I'm crippin'
Had to tell the doctor I don't fit in they prescription
Real nigga diagnosis baby I'm sickly
Real nigga diagnosis baby I'm sickly
Real nigga diagnosis baby I'm the sickest
Illmatic heel-catchin' shoestring bandit
Don't stand with me if you do not understand me
My ancestors was the first to cross Atlantic
It's gold in my DNA could fuckin' run the planet
I just wanna be ok just be one with the planet
How I fucked that lil bitch I swear I did not plan it
I'm loving on them latin hoes she speak to me in Spanish
Finna go meet on the boat with papi in Miami
I'm working on my Spanish baby let me get some practice
Rub that coca on your boca or just put it up your nose
Couple hundred dollars for nuevo zapatos
Summertime coming and I'm bloomin' like a rose
Hell yeah nigga like a Phoenix I rose
Never gave up on the game I feel just like D-Rose
Never gave up on the game I stick to what I know
Bangin' on the white mans door come pay me what you owe
Bangin' on the white mans door come pay me what you owe
Banging on the white man's hoe I give her what he don't
How the fuck a lion gonna worry bout a sheep
We gamble with the chips for real I gotta play for keeps
Hell yeah bitch gonna give up them digits
Ridin' round, with that chopper extended
We get low, just like Pippen defending
Fuck a nigga, and the crew that he cliquin'
I fuck with bitches that be thinking they witches
I seen the future and this shit turning wicked
I say fuck it hoe, let's get to the benjis
Endless blues off in my pocket I'm crippin'
Everyday another fake nigga get exposed
Every another woman jumping on that pole
Everyday another secret spill up out my soul
And everyday they taking pictures of me gotta pose
Everyday another fake nigga get exposed
Every another bitch jumping on that pole
Everyday another secret spill up out my soul
And everyday they taking pictures of me gotta pose
I be rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' like I'm Herbo
Let a nigga step up on these forces I'ma purp out
I left the club and I'm going straight to her house
Backroads all when I'm leavin' take the sure route
A nigga like me just don't fit up in they cutout
Cookie-cutter ass bitch what do you know
Nigga claiming that he know me, who you tho
Don't be claimin' that you know me boy you knowin' we ain't cool tho
Hell yeah bitch gonna give up them digits
Ridin' round, with that chopper extended
We get low, just like Pippen defending
Fuck a nigga, and the crew that he cliquin'
I fuck with bitches that be thinking they witches
I seen the future and this shit turning wicked
I say fuck it hoe, let's get to the benjis
Endless blues off in my pocket I'm crippin'
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Writer(s): K. Williams
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