Lyrics Highway to Hell - Mexicans with Guns, Freddie Gibbs, Bun B

Highway to Hell

I am a no good sinner
Haven’t been to the church and i made it
Next time i go i might be …
My soul won’t rest for my niggers
Fuck the bitch and get …
No need for.
pistol day
Nigger pull a.
spit this day
Hold on that’s a.
shit
As i.
my hypnotizes
My blouses is way to mixed up
.
double my dozes
.
feeling hopeless.
with no emotion
My actions at the moment i know just where i am going.
on the cellphone
Can’t eat till the.
gone
I gotta make this money even if i don’t make it home
My pistol might scar me my.
jail me
I am flying down the interstate
I am on the highway to hell