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hell boy - yatta lyrics

[intro: yatta]
yeah
let’s take a trip and walk through h-ll, i know my way around
let’s take a trip and walk through h-ll, i know my way around
i was stuck up in that system, make it out
stuck up in these streets, yeah, i can’t take it out
that’s two things that i can’t, yeah

[chorus: yatta]
let’s take a trip and walk through h-ll, i know my way around
stuck in the system, i’m feeling like i can’t make it out
my heart is stuck in these streets, girl, i can’t take it out
money and family, that’s two things that i can’t play about
and we ain’t shooting at that boy ’til we chase him down
and it was shootouts at them parks, we wasn’t playin’ ’round
and when them crackers grabbed me up, i ain’t make a sound
they tryna lock my n-ggas up, i’m tryna break ’em out

[verse 1: yatta]
i’m tired of losing all my n-ggas to the chain gang
your n-gga get smoked, my n-gga go to jail, that ain’t the same pain
one of mine could get touched, then we tryna slide the same day
if i ever leave my heat, i’m going back like dwyane wade
i told her i might eat her p-ssy ’cause she lightskinned
that ho left me with a woody like buzz lightyear
i see money in my future, i’m a psychic
i’ma whack your hands, dawg, like i’m mike vick
told them n-ggas not to play with us, and then they played with us
told my dawg let that keda bust, he let that keda bust
man, i had to get my paper up, get my paper up
counting money ’til i get paper cuts, ’til i get paper cuts
told them n-ggas not to play with us, and then they played with us
told my dawg let that keda bust, he let that keda bust
man, i had to get my paper up, get my paper up
counting money ’til i get paper cuts, ’til i get paper cuts, yeah, yeah

[verse 2: $tupid young]
12 tryna frame me, build a case, and make up a story
’cause they know young be out here ridin’ ’round with them 40s
they know a felon with a pistol, prison mandatory
but i ain’t worried, got a lawyer, dropped a bag on nory
and n-ggas say they want features but these rappers boring
they try to let me listen to it, i just catch me snoring
i drop a tape, now your boy finally out here touring
but i was just on an opp block and i was scoring
funny how life can change on you real quick
fake n-ggas act like k!llers, they ain’t k!ll sh-t
and i ain’t got my p-ssport, but on some real sh-t
ever since my n-ggas died, i swear i took that guilt trip
now a young n-gga grindin’ ’til i’m ballin’
fake b-tches act like they be fallin’
n-ggas who i didn’t f-ck with started callin’
nah, i ain’t nipsey, but a n-gga goin’ all in

[verse 3]
ain’t never thought about no college, i was stacking for bail
ever since they sent brother to heaven, i been causin’ ’em h-ll
and they been duckin’ they head like turtles ’cause we sendin’ them sh-lls
and brother kept that sh-t solid so they ain’t give him no bail
and i got n-ggas in the cage, man, i can’t see ’em like cena
and i got oppers, when i catch ’em, man, i wouldn’t wanna be ’em
i mean it’s days he keep a roll, man, who wouldn’t wanna be him?
and he be beating on that b-tch, man, of course she gon’ leave him
and i can’t make it through my day without no percocet
and i ain’t making love to you, girl, that’s perco-s-x
but when i’m finished with you, love, i’m on to the next
that drip was cool so keep it on, i just want the neck
i put a red beam on that boy, he better not go nowhere
i shot like twenty shots but you know it’s more in there
i spent a thousand on my shoes, it ain’t no choice to stare
just dropped a deuce in a fanta and spilled some more in there, yeah

- yatta lyrics

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