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

I'm sure you

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

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

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

Now I'm a hustla he's a we some motherfuckin
wouldn't you love you be a hustla too? Now talk to me
I'm a gangsta he's a gangsta we some
gangstaz wouldn't you love to be a gansgsta Holla at me
I'm a ridah he's a rider we motherfuckin ridaz
wouldn't you to be a rider 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 gettin out
So what the boost the bail
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 I don't shoot and tell
And you still playing you ain't close to culture
First you up then you down you rollercoaster?
Tre pound rubber grip my holster holding
And there's a baby being a fiend overdoser
Must have been my that did em man
I party on the yacht with some hoes or her friends
You tell a slut you love her and her hug her and kiss her
I fuck her and diss her probably was cousin or sister
I got mami sucking dick, put on the strip
Spray a nigga pay a nigga to bottle up a brick
But I'm trying to sure that my dust move
A young nigga what I was laid I dosage

[Hell
For that paper snatch you up
pulling Porches 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 more than you when I was sitting in a cell
All the wanted to know was where's Hell Rell
There go Jimmy there go Killa but where's Rell
go Freaky, Santana but where's Hell Rell
I'm here now thanks for all the fan mail
But fuck a bitch I love them either (Naw)
The pot black the coke is white so when I it's like jungle fever
A couple niggaz to be shot in their face
Robbed for dollar that they got in their safe
See I'm like a phe-no-me-non (Yea)
I kidnap your kids with their on (Yea)
And I still slap a nigga just for on my white on whites
I'm in the hood like peeling and Mike and Ikes