Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hell Night , by - Pooh Shiesty. Release date: 14.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hell Night |
| Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night |
| I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right? |
| Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night |
| I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right? |
| Shiesty, when you droppin' somethin'? |
| Soon as I stop slidin' |
| Stolen car, not mine, we don’t stop at stop signs |
| Tell my opps to stop hidin', and you know that we be sprayin' |
| We the reason they be dyin', and be in they funeral lyin' |
| We got niggas' mamas cryin', daddy Stacy out on bond |
| Traphouse, we peep out the blinds |
| Pull up, park behind the line |
| The line |
| Yeah, bitch, just like I told you |
| The only thing I push before my gang is a stroller |
| Yeah, yeah, bitch, just like I told you |
| The only thing I push before my gang is a stroller |
| I fuck her, then I get all in her brain, I control her |
| This chopper big, I hold it with two hands up on my shoulder |
| Bankroll got the flavor, this Gelato is my odor |
| 30 got the laser, if he point it, then it’s over |
| Tay G with the shot, my niggas shoot like Dellavedova |
| If we high-speed off the top, we in the feds and we pull over |
| Slidin' with my nigga Choppa and Baby Shiesty, nigga |
| Lil Greg got that automatic, wrong move, he snipe a nigga |
| Slidin' with my nigga Choppa and Baby Shiesty, nigga |
| Lil Greg got the automatic, wrong move, he snipe a nigga |
| Hankroll got a free kill, and he still on the hill |
| Lil Twin and Mookie in the field, I put 'em on a drill |
| You play, I send a hit for real, we got them sticks for real |
| We cross you on the lick for real and kill you if you squeal (On gang) |
| Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night |
| I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right? |
| Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night |
| I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right? |
| Money buy privacy, bitch, we wreck the party |
| Big body Scatpack, we just wrecked the Charger |
| Fuck who car we hit long as we got out with them choppers |
| Nigga go against the gang, burn his ass like lava |
| I’m with Choppa Gang and we slidin' with Dracs |
| And you can’t be the gang if you ain’t firin' the Drac |
| .223s hit him up from his spine to his face |
| Them shooters trailin' in white trucks, you get behind, they gon' spray, ayy |
| Lil' bro just met two steamers (What?), he in a two-seater |
| Hankroll just booked two heaters (Yup), he just shot two people (Yup) |
| Speak on Gino, you gon' meet him (What?), I put that on Telisha (That's on my |
| mama) |
| Pop somethin' out this black-out, that bitch look like a speaker |
| What you know 'bout slidin', ho? |
| (What?) |
| You ain’t slidin', ho |
| Pull up and we fine, ho (What? What?) |
| We slangin' iron, ho (Yeah) |
| Bitch, somebody dyin', ho |
| You know what time, ho |
| Caught him on the expressway |
| Head down, he blind, foe (He can’t see me) |
| Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night |
| I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right? |
| Ridin' in a Hellcat, this a hell night |
| I hope you know that every demon gotta go to Hell, right? |
| Nigga dissin', I don’t talk, I don’t got nothin' to say |
| And everybody ridin' with me could’ve played for Golden State |
| Breaking news drop got everybody tryna tote the Drac' |
| Feds say a nigga music boostin' up the murder rate, on gang |