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

I'm sure you

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

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

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

[Hell
Yea I'm still out
So what the judge boost the
Niggaz run around saying they gonna do to Rell (Nothin)
Two on me call me Ruger Rell
niggaz talk about your bodies I don't shoot and tell
And you still playing you ain't even to culture
First you up then you down what you
Tre pound rubber what my holster holding
And there's a being born a fiend overdoser
Must have been my that did em man
I party on the yacht with 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 dick, put product on the strip
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 that snatch you daughter up
Cruise Porches up
Cam I'm hungry now go and kick your Air Jordans up
Put hand 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 Hell
There go Jimmy there go Killa but Hell Rell
There go Freaky, but where's Hell Rell
I'm now everybody 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 cook 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 hood like cheese and Mike and Ikes