Hell Razah - Celeb G's lyrics

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<i>[Intro: Hell Razah (Timbo King) {Killah Priest}]</i>

Uh... Maccabeez Ridaz... (M's up)

Smoke that weed... (Buddha ya background)

{Yeah} (It's Killah Priest) {Right here)

(Hell Razah, Timbo King) {Yo yo... what you feel like? }

<i>[Timbo King:]</i>

Yo we might look like the type to smoke Phillies

Drink with the big Willies, what's really hood?

See me with my project teams, associated

To the bartender to send more wine, got more money on my mind

M's up, gotta ride for my homies inside, know it's lonely inside

A fetish for that green lettuce, no tomatoes

Trips to Barbados, Caribbean sands

Maccabeez, yeah you heard of my fam

We the chosen, Begets frozen, King Solomon jewels

Squeeze the rose from the garden of love, my sweet nectar

This is just a part of my thug, I gotta sex ya

Between the sheets, now it's back to the streets

Cause I'm a ladies man, an eighties fan

I'm 'bout to spent eighty grand on baby's hand

And that's nothing, it's Maccabeez Internash

<i>[Chorus: Timbo King]</i>

When we step up in the club everybody's eyes on we

The DJ's shouting out our name, we them top celebri-G's

All the ladies looking good, from their head straight down to their feet

We them thugs that throw them slugs, screaming out we're Maccabeez

<i>[Killah Priest:]</i>

Rest ya head on the shoulder a soldier

Right with me, this cool world getting colder, it's over

Potion to the troubled times, and I'm going, drawing loops to the day

Cause I'm out on the grind, can't you see that I love ya mind?

And ya body from behind, you could see what I want

Where the Sun don't shine, I could teach ya how to load these shells

Or I'd rather be on the beach walking next to seashells

Very versatile, I could make it worth ya while

Ride with me, we can enjoy the lights of the city

Can I hit that from the back? Slide up in ya like the clip in my gat

I love the way that you sip on that 'gnac

And I need ya, you need to get with this Mac

You say I'm too militant, I say you're too innocent

The world is cruel and ignorant...

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Hell Razah:]</i>

What up ma'? You looking righteous

You bring life to the dead like you blessed with the body of Isis

Give me ya hand, they ain't tell you I'm psychic?

Huh? Read minds and could tell a few price lists

We on the grind 'til they cut on that light switch

And got chicks hopping up in that white six

Banana clips if ya feeling you might trip

Homies who don't slip get rich and be easy

We on the grind in here with Febreezy

Y'all ho's wanna be where The Maccabeez be

We turn the bar into V.I.P.

She wanna fuck after B.I.G.

Out the club with me, love access from N.Y.C.

I told her go and get a college degree

Before she ever want to swallow my seeds

Or get a dollar from me, I'm a Maccabee G, baby

<i>[Chorus: w/ ad-libs]</i>

<i>[Hook x2: Killah Priest]</i>

Tuck ya jewelry, fuck security

Tuck ya jewelry... cause it might get snatched

<i>[Chorus: w/ ad-libs]</i>

<i>[Outro: Killah Priest (Timbo King)]</i>

The camera's still on?

Yeah... (that's a hit)

Yeah I know... (that's it!)