| I do it |
| (Turn it up) |
| I do it, yeah |
| (Hey, turn it up) |
| I do it |
| Ayy |
| Man down, white sheets, yellow tape |
| That’s what you get for tryna hesitate |
| My homies go so hard they medicate |
| We never making it to heaven’s gates |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Okay, now baby, let me see you drop that ass to the ground |
| Okay, now baby, come and see me on the Norf of the town |
| You know I love you, let me cuff you if it’s round and it’s brown |
| Grandmama told me keep them homely, hungry citches from 'round |
| I told her everybody love me, she said, «Not them people, trust me» |
| She said they just wanna fuck me, she said they just want some money |
| She said they just want mandingo, don’t be giving up my C-Notes |
| I said, «These is blue strips», throw 'em up like a true crip |
| Growing up I was too slick, you can’t play me 'cause I got the game |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Okay, now baby, let me see you drop that ass to the ground |
| Okay, now, hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Okay, now baby, let me see you drop that ass to the ground |
| Okay, now |
| Sweet Baby Jesus |
| Please give me the strength to keep from maxing out my Visas |
| Lunch at Matsuhisa, no more eating Little Caesars |
| Pressure life can stress you out when everybody need ya |
| Love ya but they’ll bleed ya, got it out the hard way |
| Artesia Boulevard Way, ayy, Ramona Park way |
| Ayy, we did it our way and can do it all day |
| You see I live for that, tell him kill that noise before I kill his ass, man |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Hellbound, it’s goin' down |
| Okay, now |