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We Can Do That Too - Hell Razah
Yeah y y yeah yeah
Yeah yeah y y yeah yeah
H E double L raise 'em up what
Yeah Come on know what I'm sayin
It's like the blind leading the blind
Niggaz be walkin around with blind folds on
Thinkin it was all good right
They thought thought
We wasn't gon' continue on right
But y'all niggaz fell asleep
When you thought it was the
Winter time it started to chill
We keep it hot hot
Hot hot hot hot
A lot of cats stop bein
Hungry after they deal
Let's get money we make it sweet
Stop stop s stop stop s stop stop
Ain't no comin up in
Red Hook thinkin you ill
They try to come back
To the neighborhood
We got it locked locked l
Locked locked l locked locked
Y'all can shine for these
Ho's wit cha diamonds and wheel
Tell y'all have a little fun right now
Until it drop drop d
Drop drop d drop drop
Hell Razah
I stay street like a bodega
Razah be the alpha to ya omegas
Y'all gettin nosy like my old neighbors
Did he blow Do he drive
Talk about me every time I pass by
Sippin my wine with the fiery eyes
Armageddon movin close by
I toast to the only Most High
Here to stomp out egos and pride
Soon to blow like when worlds collide
Me and music be a groom and the bride
I catch niggaz when they real high
Walking out they studio time
Ain't no coming out I gotta choose tai
From hearing new rhymes pack two nines
When I decide whoever
That givin bad rhymes
Those with double
Minds better choose sides
God amendment my father
House is mini mansions
Price of life it ain't
Worth gambling or chancing
It ain't over 'til I bring my camp in
Cut ya heads off like
The braids of Samson
Yeah yeah y yeah
Y'all wanna blow in the first week
We can do that too
Y'all wanna start your own label
We can do that too
Y'all wanna drive bangin whips
We can do that too
Y'all wanna open bank accounts
We can do that too
Y'all wanna take up all the chicks
We can do that too
Y'all wanna represent your hood
We can do that too too too
Hell Razah Trebag
What the f**k you thought
I wasn't comin back with ghetto super
Niggaz changed cause they got
A little ad in The Source
Play the game f**k the fame
Put yo brains in yo beef lo mein's
Scared niggaz better
Tuck in ya chains
Street cats turned industry now
Just to be down
And still can't be heard if
They signed with Loud
A lotta ho's when they in ya
W**d clouds unbutton they blouse
Waitin to be the first draft
Pick out the crowd
It's just a circus cause
Y'all some fashobi clowns
You know damn well you owe
And that you stole that crown
Your mindstate hold
Infinite rounds surround sound
When I let off ya
Grandmoms a getty get down
I kick sh*t that make a lyricist
Lounge sniff you out like a bloodhound
For comin up wit wack a** styles
Remember me like ya address
We're leavin you with holes
In ya vest BA BLAOW
And droppin bombs like
I'm rollin with Flex