Hell Rell - The Motto lyrics

rate me

They love me in the hood, I’m a ghetto god

Fuck it throw her 5 dollars for the metro card

I ain’t with the skinny jeans and the van snickers

Just give me a black 9 and some damn reefer

Falling off, how you do that? Stones in the motherfucker chain

Man they be black

… su wu that, and my gun suck nigga just cop 2 macs

How you feel? How you feel? How you feel?

Bitch say she wanna pop 25 pills

Come to the crib, cook a nigga up a meal

Then suck everybody dick oh so trill

Take a loss, how you do that?

I don’t even know how, blow need a snow plow

Roberta Cavelli lover it cost me 4 thou,bitch didn’t know I was that nigga that she know now

Talking money shit, you never seen a mill

A hundred pairs of trues, imagine my credit's bill

I don’t go out much, niggas too weird

Bring the party to us, call 30 bitches up

Where he at, where he at? I can smell a snitch

screamin fuck the other side, ride with my yellow bitch

Do her then do me is what I tell her bitch

Hell yeah, you can have her man, I’m trying to sell a bitch

Hey we got them kilos, but these niggas cheap though

Yeah we stay balling this right here is a free throw

and we fuck yo baby mother, every day, every day

Make her come to the crib, smoke sour, cook yay

Get money every day, every day, every day

Put the nigga in his casket, then send him on his way

Wassup? Real nigga wassup?