Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hell Yeah, artist - Outsidaz.
Date of issue: 18.06.2001
Song language: English
Hell Yeah |
One time for my people, my blunted out heads |
We represent the real, let the underground spread |
To the kids in the high schools, hoods that you drive through |
Made for the kids with the higher I.Q. |
Got sent to that Rah Rah, I Declare War shit |
Outsidaz, Night Life, witty metaphor shit |
Start in the basement, push til it’s corporate |
Put in a place, to be sold and make a fortunate, for ex&le |
The deeper it get, the deeper we go Ya talk tough, but beem in the O’s, weak in the blows |
Plus you don’t go enough meat on ya bones |
Mess around’ll you’ll sleep from this weaker then nome |
I’m like M.L.K., when I’m speakin’a pawn |
Settin’mad bullet sprays til they reachin’ya thong |
For cats that grow naps never seakin’a comb |
Sloman Shield couldn’t help you when we creep in ya home |
To ya fake niggas, that said I’ll never make it Ya trick is in my bed right now, ass naked |
I taught ya hoe, how to properly act |
Now she got three cribs, you pay the property tax |
You can catch me in the Bricks, lookin’plush in the six |
Wit ya main chicken, she suckin’my dick |
Fuckin’wit God, producin’nothin’but hits |
Wanna battle my click, go ahead and spit |
You not fresh, nope, you not def |
Like Tribe Called Quest, I gets served flat as a Hot Sex |
To take a chick to shop at lot less |
Date a bitch from my projects, she runnin’ya pockets |
That’s you-a, grindin’in that cat Cougar |
Gat smoother than Zab Judah in black Puma’s |
Cash ruler, change my name to Abdullah |
While ya A&R trynna make ya track smoother |
Hit the liquor store than get the raw in ya jaw |
That stick ya, then chill like it’s still vinegar |
From projects to Bel-Air, models chicks to welfare |
Do we get the punky? |
(HELL YEAH!) |
HELL YEAH! |
HELL YEAH! |
HELL YEAH! |
HELL YEAH! |