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"Wouldn't You Like To Be A Too?"

I'm sure you

He's back in the
official ticial
Hell DipSet all day nigga let's do it
to me I talk back
Yea
Yea

Now I'm a he's a hustla we some motherfuckin
wouldn't you love you be a hustla too? Talk to me
I'm a gangsta he's a we some motherfuckin
gangstaz wouldn't you love to be a gansgsta

Rell]
Yo, from a lonely jail cell to the bricks
Its Hell Rell motherfucker the the the Dips!
See I got to put work back on the street
Bounce back on my again
Gators back on my again
Bought some guns haters back with the beef again
Red-dot them infared back on the heat again
And they wanna lock me up throw the key
'cause I'm sitting on enough to throw away a key
Fuck em you wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a
The live it up
Clack give it up
dick have money what I give a slut
Chocolate call that Snickers truck
My gun bust I say more
Now got my moms telling me I should pray more
Mami please I get on my knees that shit ain't for G's
I'm bout to take my ass to for all the triggers I squeeze (Let's go)

Now I'm a hustla he's a hustla we motherfuckin
hustlaz wouldn't you love you be a hustla too? Now to me
I'm a he's a gangsta we some motherfuckin
gangstaz wouldn't you to be a gansgsta too? Holla at me
I'm a ridah he's a rider we some motherfuckin
wouldn't you love to be a too? Holla at me
Hell Rell, Dipset, Bird gang, what's
Wouldn't you to be a gangsta too? Talk to me!

[Hell
Yea I'm still out
So what the judge boost the
Niggaz run around what they gonna do to Rell (Nothin)
Two P-89's on me call me Ruger
Y'all niggaz talk about your bodies I shoot and tell
And you still playing you ain't even close to
First you up you down what you rollercoaster?
Tre pound rubber grip what my holster
And there's a baby born a fiend overdoser
Must have been my dope did em man
I party on the yacht some hoes or her pigeon friends
You tell a slut you her and miss her hug her and kiss her
I fuck her and diss her was your cousin or sister
I got mami sucking dick, put product on the
Spray a nigga pay a nigga just to bottle up a
But I'm trying to make sure that my dust
A nigga what I was laid I hamma dosage

[Hell
For paper snatch you daughter up
Cruise pulling up
Cam I'm now go head and kick your Air Jordans up
Put your on me your moms'll get it in the mail
I was buzzing more than you I was sitting in a cell
All the streets wanted to know was where's Rell
There go Jimmy there go Killa but where's Hell
There go Freaky, Santana but where's Rell
I'm here now thanks for all the fan mail
But fuck a bitch I don't them either (Naw)
The pot black the coke is white so when I it's like jungle fever
A couple niggaz going to be in their face
Robbed for every dollar that they got in their
See I'm something a phe-no-me-non (Yea)
I kidnap kids with their pajamas on (Yea)
And I still a nigga just for stepping on my white on whites
I'm in the like peeling cheese and Mike and Ikes