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

I'm you heard

He's back in the
It's ticial
Hell Rell DipSet all day let's do it
Talk to me I back
Yea
Yea

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

[Hell
Yo, from a lonely cell back to the bricks
Its Hell Rell from the the the Dips!
See I got to put work back on the again
Bounce back on my again
back on my feet again
Bought some these haters back with the beef again
them infared lasers back on the heat again
And they lock me up throw away the key
'cause I'm on enough coke to throw away a key
Fuck em you wanna kill me and do it I don't give a fuck
The Diplomats it up
Clack Clack it up
Hard dick have money what I a slut
Chocolate Escalade call Snickers truck
My gun bust need I say
Now I've got my moms telling me I pray more
Mami please I don't get on my knees that shit for G's
I'm to take my ass to hell for all the triggers I squeeze (Let's go)

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

Rell]
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 Rell
Y'all niggaz about your bodies I don't shoot and tell
And you still you ain't even close to culture
First you up then you down what you
Tre pound rubber grip what my holster
And there's a baby born a fiend overdoser
Must been my dope that did em man
I party on the yacht with some or her pigeon friends
You tell a slut you love her and miss her hug her and her
I fuck her and diss her probably was cousin or sister
I got mami sucking dick, put on the strip
Spray a pay a nigga just to bottle up a brick
But I'm trying to make sure that my move
A young nigga what I was I hamma dosage

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