Hell Rell: Oh we told y'all niggaz last time it was More Than Music Y'all ain't wanna listen huh, okay Ruger (Rell) Ruger (Rell) Check it man, okay Hell
Nigga what cha money like I keek doe E ho Spice the track up like a do bo Sasone a freethrow My hitman Janito He don't speek no english lingo and he fresh
nigga its nothin Hell Rell:i love you too my nigga Camron: everybody love you nigga when you come home we got you aight my nigga Hell Rell: no question
4'5 Chicago L.A Prefer Dem A.Ks And All Phillie Niggas Is Mack Millie Niggas Every Thug In St.Louie Bought An Oozie Come On Now Wen Rell Says Dump You
hell rell - by your side. [ intro ] this song is about somebody who was real close to me- even when my so called hommies turned to bitches, they was
Blazin' artist Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Rugar Rell Dipset let's go [Verse 1:] Welcome you niggas to world war three Turn his lights out I shine brighter than
Got some problems in the streets, straight iron it out Yeah, and these mean streets put me in jail But the streets ain?t put up my bail, oh well You know Rell
Hell Rell: This for all my niggaz buyin' birds man It's kilo talk for the hustlers Mexico, Columbia, Peru Holla at me man Ruger Hook: Nigga come see
Hook: Bitches think our money grow on trees Cuz they see the kinda paper that I blow on V's Get a Bentley (Let's go) Cop a Porsche (Let's go) Bring it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh It's muthafuckin' Hell Rell and you know you with the Dip-Dip-Dip Dip-Dip-Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset Hook: Y'all better call the cops,
a cell All the streets wanted to know was where's Hell Rell There go Jimmy there go Killa but where's Hell Rell There go Freaky, Santana but where's Hell Rell
Respect my G pass as class greek pass. I'm doin real good but still got my ski mask. And them black gloves is right in my back pocket. So that means
Ruger, Rell, Dipset I like cars, clothes, jewelry But I got a gun fetish man, Rugers at that You know what I'm rockin' out with Hook: I got Rugers in
Uh, Weeks Ave, Dipset I mean look at me I look like a million dollars in all ten dollar bills baby (Whoo) Yeah Hook: Ruger Rell pop the Glock Come through
Come looking for you niggaz if that money at stake Niggaz tellin me "Rugga, give dat money a break" You buggin, fuck u bring the armor truck and my weight Nigga, Hell fuckin Rell
some problems in the streets, straight iron it out Yeah, and these mean streets put me in jail But the streets ain't put up my bail, oh well You know Rell
bitch don't make me pull my knuckles out Charm yellow like pee, rims rollin' like E Bitches holdin' my hard, bitches rollin' my weed Karats roll Lilo, Hell Rell
