Текст песни Hell Razah and 4th Disciple f Trebag - Don`t Hate It
Hell Razah and 4th Disciple f Trebag - Don`t Hate It слова песни
"Playa hate on my shit, you get a fat dick" - 2Pac (x6)[Intro: Hell Razah]Oh yeah, all in Red HookHustlin`, standin` on shit blocksFor hours, `til the sky crack the next day[Chorus: Hell Razah]Y`all don`t wanna see us blowY`all don`t wanna see us with doughY`all don`t wanna see us flowHell no, we glowYou knew it was the end the way we came in the doorHit the club and I`ma leave with ya ho, ho, hoMy flames be hot, every time that I throwAin`t nothin` new, son I did this before, a G.G.OMy niggaz flip money like it ain`t no mo`Cause ain`t no friends if it ain`t no mo`[Verse One: Hell Razah]On the dirty blocks of Red Hook we learned to get our first check bookBe a crook and let the cocaine cookLittle brothers turn to workers, cops draw guns just to surge usAnd question us about the murders until we figure why God cursed usAnd that this wicked world was never worth usWe show respect to the ones who birthed usTook care of us on welfare, we grown nowBelchin` from beers, smokin` weed in the project stairsHalf of my peers got hit with like 15 yearsAnd the A`s we was at was like 16 yearsThe graves is callin`, opened up for slaves that`s fallenAs the ghetto take the lives of those made for ballin`Layin` in coffins, cries to the church organSome will hustle till six in the mornin` just for the fortuneFor a new whip, a venom for flossin`, bought a Benz from the auto auctionWe broke his window with a piece of porcelainWe stay strapped for those jealousy catsLayin` hats the same place they do their felonies atYou ain`t the only one who sell crack and got gatsA lot of niggaz got that, soul left with death and never got backSome will cock back and pop that, so pop shit without thatBe careful what you follow if you ain`t about thatI`m the R to the A to the S in the fleshDon`t forget, I`m all about cash, credit and checksI`ma rap to the death, till Christ resurrectNo less, I come as a threat, get it correctHip Hop is a way of life, it`s in my breathThe way I breathe, I step not the way I dressEast to West throw your arms right to leftGive me a mic and a crowd and a turntable setAncient twelve, I play with the fires of hellOnly role models that I had was dyin` in jailCrack sales make a black male wanna weed dwell600 Benz shittin with a hot femaleAll I wanna do is records and pay my billsWhy I gotta be hater? Cause I say what I feel?I say a prayer then I aim before I spray at willY`all only make me wanna kill if you delay my dealHurry up and get them contracts, facts and crillsOr I`ma have to put out .38 stainless steelEngineer, turn my beat up and watch me spillHot lava, my throat burns like straight shots of VodkaReady To Die like Big PoppaI put the curse on a witchdoctorIt`s 2G, y`all better spit properI like my shorty when she in PradaYou make no sense to this big dollarI want the cash money, fuck a OscarMotherfucker[Chorus][Verse Two: Trebag]We ain`t goin` to jail so fuck bailBaghdad, Hell Razah, hammer and nailBK to PJ`s for the bangstersWith links with the anchorsYou too frail, abide a single street e-mailPower-trippin` off with them L`s "Playa hate on my shit, you get a fat dick" - 2Pac (x6)