Hell Up In This

Duration

3:37

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

(VERSE1) Pressin for a better record than the one I just beat Just seent a shooting star ridin in the front seat through the windshield skies clear cruisin front street chillin like a villain n I hear music bumping Come clean crispy tipsy n I'm now high Mouth dry window down arm hangin outside Cruisin trippin like I fell down bruisin Hangin on the touch sceen cell phone schmoozin Ay pullin in the seven eleven I got a knot in my pocket that could swell up ya melon Got a few tattoos you can tell I'm a felon Got some new bad shoes off the shelf where they sell em N so I'm ready to hit the party spot So laid down low the crew's is hardly hot Smartly cool rollin like a motley crew Two carloads of people be bargin through (HOOK) Can't do better than this.. I got a crew full of homies to envelope your midst.. We're gonna raise hell up in this (VERSE2) Flyin down the highway I play music Tree on the mirror which vibrates to it Fluent rappin all the words to a new song New bong passin grass hittin too strong Move on streetlights passin like a weeknight We right so ill pullin on the peace pipe Girlfriend trippin cuz I'm out wit the G's like please Mike be safe u been out for three nights ok! I'm cool like a cold day So paid workin for a living n I hit trees Hit speeds clockin the speedometer is shakin breakin lookin for a parkin lot thats vacant Gotta roll a blunt so I pull in oh man go around the building parkin next to an old van empty out the guts of a dutch out the window endo smoke bout to float through my dental (VERSE3) Smoked up now we chillin like some cold cuts High ride cruisin down the back streets roll up Hold up finish on this rolled dutch so plush me n all my homies gonna show up n go nuts Get there gettin all the women threadbare Next beer takin shots growin up my chest hair Flossin Philadelphia to Boston Los Angeles to New York n Across them House jumpin musical sounds bumpin People in the pool in the backyard humpin Driveways packed to the back and on both sides So high can't go straight n the road lies Peep this.. n then keep it like a secret Never leave ya homies hangin out like its decent Not so cuz then you'll see em at the crossroads Lost souls yours and his now ya lost both