Hell Yeah

Holton street

Dean street

Prezident

Nostrand Ave

Marcy

Orange Ave

RBGs

T-Town who wanna ride

Brooklyn come on come on

Sittin' in the living room on the floor

Hunger pain got me on some migraine sh*t

But I'm a maintain

Ni**a got two or three dollars to my name

And my homies in the same boat going through the same thing

Ready for the caper steady plottin' for the paper

We been livin' in the dark since April

On the candle gotta get a handle

My homie got a twenty five automatic added to the gamble

Ni**a get the phonebook look up in the Yellow Page

Lemme tell you how we finna to get paid

We gonna order pizza and when we see the driver

We gonna stick the twenty five up in his face

Let's ride steppin' outside like warriors

Head to the notorious Southside

One weapon to the four of us

Hidin' in the corridor until we see the car headlights

White boy in the wrong place at the right time

Soon as the car door open up he mine

We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose

By the look on his face he probably shitted in his clothes

You know what this is it's a stick up

Gimme the dough from your pickups

You ran into the wrong niggas

We runnin' down the block hot with these pizza boxes

So we split up and met back at the apartment

Hell yeah yo ain't you hungry my ni**a

Hell yeah you wanna get paid my ni**a

Hell yeah ain't you tired of starvin' my ni**a

Hell yeah well let's ride then

Hell yeah hell yeah

I know a way we can get paid

You can get down but you can't be afraid

Let's go to the DMV and get a ID

The name says you but the face is me

Now it's your turn take my paper work

Like 1 2 3 let's make it work

Then fill out the credit card application

And it's gonna be bout three weeks of waitin'

For American Express Discover Card

Platinum Visa Master Card

Cause when we was boostin' sh*t we was targets

Now we just walk right up and say charge it

To the game we rockin' brand names

Well known at department store chains

Even got the boys in the crew a few things

Po po never know who to true blame

Store after store you know we kept rollin'

Wait two weeks report the card stolen

Repeat this cycle like a laundry mat

Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch

Comin' out the mall with the shoppin' bags

We can take it right back then get the cash

Yeah get a friend and then do it again

Damn right that's how we paid the rent

Got to get this paper

I'm down for the caper we steady on the grind

It's a daily struggle we all gotta hustle

This is the way we survive

Got to get this paper

I'm down for the caper we steady on the grind

It's a daily struggle we all gotta hustle

This is the way

As long as there's *** to be sold

I ain't waitin' for the system to plug up these holes

I ain't slippin' through the cracks

So I'm at Portland Oregon tryin' to slip you these raps

The first black in the suburbs

You'd think I had ecstasy percocet and plus syrup

The way the cops converged they f**ked up my swerve

The first young buck that I served

I thought back to the block

I never seen a cop when I was out there

They never came out there

And out there I was slingin' crack to live

I'm only slingin' raps to your kids

I'm only trying to show you how black niggas live

But you don't want your little ones actin' like this

Lil' Amy told Becky Becky told Jenny

And now they all know the skinny

Lil' Joey got his doo rag on

Driving down the street blastin' 2Pac's song

But Billy like Snoop got his blue rag on

Now before you know it you back in 'Nam

Now the police got me in the middle of the street

Trying to beat me blue black and orange

I'm like hold up who you smacking on

I'm only trying to eat what you snacking on

Hell yeah y'all don't like that do you

Hell yeah you f**ked up the hood ni**a right back to you

Hell yeah you know we tired of starvin' my ni**a

Hell yeah let's ride hell yeah let's ride

If you claimin' gangsta

Then bang on the system

And show that you ready to ride

Till we get our freedom

We got to get over

We steady on the grind

If you claimin' gangsta

Then bang on the system

And show that you ready to ride

Till we get our freedom

We got to get over

We steady on the grind