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Hell Yeah - текст песни



Hell Yeah


Shorty what the mood is, stacks on deck (hell yeah)


Is that your life savings hangin 'round your neck (hell yeah)


You put some shoes on that old school 'llac (hell yeah)


Is you my nigga 'til they take your last breath (hell yeah)


Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah)


Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah)


Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha (hell yeah)


Any kind I'm wit'cha way, wit'cha way I'm wit'cha






Ay look, ay, Yung J-O-C now




E'rybody, know me, better believe I'm O.G.


Back back, gimme fo' feet, fo' the iron leave you with a slow leak


Slow creep through yo' neighborhood, black SS with the gator and the wood


350 big block under my hood, crack my window - smell that good


Wipe it down - I wish you would, bite my style - you wish you could


On my town - I rep my hood, 'til they lay me down - it's understood


Oh yes I ride for my homies, I die for my homies


I lost a couple loved, yeah I cry for my homies


Big guap' on deck, crack rocks on my neck


Patron shots up next, make it rain, leave 'em wet


What I got ay you can get it pimp, tell me what's the bid'ness pimp


Crush the cake then make it flip, then be shoppin on the Imp


If you think I'm lyin then my name ain't Joc


The hustle gotta hollerate cause I ain't gon' stop


Yeah I play my cards well but this ain't poker, I ain't bluffin


And if you thug it like I thug it then I got one question










Oh yeah my swagger kill 'em, call me Belligi{?} Williams


Don't let the smooth taste fool ya, J so sick need penicillin


I love the streets boi, I fuck with D boy


Whole lot of money off in these streets so pull up a seat let's eat boy


Haters gon' have plenty to say, long as pennies off in my safe


So don't make me retaliate, AK spray every kinda which-a-way (BRRRRAP~!)


I do shit you never seen befo', all my clothes next season hoe


All my whips the cleanest yo, if you ain't gon' ball what you breathin fo'


From hood to hood my name good, Cartier lens, frame wood


Your bitch a 10, the brains good (I love this song (Texts of songs )) I knew you would


Real recognize real, dawg that's just how I feel


I got nuttin but love to give, on everything that's how I live










Aiyyo Joc, lemme get some of this man!


C'mon check this out




Okay I live it, I done it, oh yeah that's Hustlenomic$


The ice, the clothes, leave hoes astonished


I know, you see it, think twice to believe it


Dope boy, magic, got my pinky gleaming


Give you the shoes off my feet, shirt off my back


The blueprint to these streets, show you how to make that paper stack


C'mon (hell yeah) I'm there for real (hell yeah) I'm super chill


(Hell yeah) If you need a tip I'm right here (LET'S GO~!)



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