Hellz Kitchen - Heltah Skeltah

Hellz Kitchen - Heltah Skeltah

Альбом
D.I.R.T. Da Incredible Rap Team
Год
2008
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
248920

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Hellz Kitchen

Heltah Skeltah

Listen, if I die tonight, don’t stress yourself bitching

Cuz a big Thanksgiving size plate waiting for me in Hellz Kitchen

Hell’s Angels gon' do my bidding like I’m Charlie’s Devil’s rejects

He kicked me out for robbing zombies

And I’m right back like I forgot my keys

On the block slinging shots for cheese, that’s a fair trade

A hustle’s a hustle, my hustle is muscle

We dump til you buckle, leave you fiending fuckers in puddles

None of you wanna dance with the devil, save me the last dance

Been a gat man since Marques Houston was Batman

You Della Reese, get smacked with a top of a trash can

I’m quick, nah, bitch, not quick like ya last mans

Sackman street slaughterhouse, spartan savagery

Murder muthafuckas, monster mashary, assault and battery

At the least, B, I promise, you haters

I show you grocery, without a bodega, you bitch bastards

Will heat your bird, rotisserie ducks

Not just birds, we heating all beef up

Not just beef, we heating these streets up

Don’t stop there, we heat whole cities up

Why stop there, we heat countries up

All off the heat off one CD, yup

Can’t take the heat, get up out of this bitching

I’m welcoming real niggas to Hellz Kitchen, listen

Yo, peep the food for thought, if food were thoughts

I’d be Lean Cuisine, you Mushu Pork

Napoleon complex, pa, you too short

Can’t, rock with the God, nor box with the God

Listen, I paid my dues, I’m paid, my shoes

Cost so much to look at 'em, charge pay-per-view

My gun game crazy, the fifth spit I

Kill man, woman & child, ala Chris Benoit

Sean Price, is not the brokest rapper you know

Blow G’s on trees, rolling tobacco and smoke

Puff my trees, don’t fuck with P

You a new born I’m dealing with these plus degrees

Peace God, you see my success?

I’m trying to succeed

You niggas suck cess in blunts and suck seeds

This is the Boot Camp Show, I’m your host

Most definite, the best in ya row, coast to coast, P

I’m just gon' say it, yo, we the hardest tag team ever

You better than them niggas 'Catraz and P?

Never

Disrespect us if you wanna, get ya teeth messed up

Deal with angry Robert Blake, that’s the mean Beretta

We Da Incredible Rap Team, muthafucking rap G’s

Suckas never catch me, up in them slim ass jeans, ya’ll some bustas

I think you gay, you might be

Catching giant balls on your head like you David Karee

Yo, Kanye West welcomed niggas to the Good Life

Sean stay stressed, welcome niggas to a hood knife

Niggas ain’t crazy, they ain’t ready for a hood fight

Rock a bye baby, with the eighty, pa, good night

Pa, you the shook type, know your kind

Niggas like you, ain’t even supposed to rhyme

Listen, I used your CD for a coaster

B.C.C.C., Sean P and I toast ya

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