Hell No (Album Version|Explicit)

Yo Yo Yo Its tha roc in tha house

N***a we got Hype d here we fixen to go down

You know what it is Tha song is hell no

Yo I'm Bleek and this is tha ROC yo lets spit at em

When you up in tha club nobody showin ya love you say

Hell No

When yo girl call up a snitch and she call u a b***h what you say

Hell no

When you start beff and it get start what cha say

Hell yea

When tha ROC is in tha house what cha

Hell yea

First it was bleek then it was tha reff

Then it was chris and neff now who back in tha game

Who take ya fame who dash dame how he get fame

Cuz look n***a I'm a crook I got tha mood

I like some of yall n***az but ill eat ya food

Just like anybody else would so do what cha can do

When I lock n load and head 2 tha boat and take ya black coat

And take ya 9 take ya fine take ya dine Hype d roc memph bleek

Smokin tha reff growin tha leaf startin beff stealin ya lines and beats

And packin tha heats steppin on ya toes and f**kin ya h*es

N***a I bust ya a*s up and then take ya cup so throw ya hands in tha air

Like ya don't care and face ya fears cuz when I come through expect to die

Cuz n***a ya will be fried n***az don't crie but I know u do u fake

U can't compete with me u'z ain't free I smoke on trees and I trap and rap

In tha atl s**t I can put ya s**t in a basket and ship it to alaska

Don't f**k with d or hey girl just call me hype d 14 in tha rap game takin ya fame ain't that said u faggots ya get to mad easy ya songs r chessy listen to me ya know me I ain't gotta be d I'm hype to tha d don't ya see

Or h to tha I to tha l n***a u goin to hell so ring tha bell and shut tha f**k up before I get some girls just to buck yo a*s up I know they can n***a I ain't scared u weared out that ain't no doubt I rap forever I'm here

Forever rev up tha rever and take tha teveria got tha marriata and 45 choopa z and 9's lock n load that s**t and then hit em up and for all my h*es I'm gonna beat that thing up and lemme pour some drink and yo I'm here and I'm under 14 with a black card n***a u act hard n***a u soft as a pop tart u want beff I got ya beff come steal my reff or smoke ya own I don't knock ya hustle I just bust it and then I cut it so this is a southern toast and have a boast and get tha roast this is bars just don't know how many hey to all ya snitch n***az go suck on yalls mommas tittys