Hell Yeah (Real Version) (Remix|Explicit)

Hell Yeah(Real Version) - Dead Prez

Holden Street Dean Street

Click clack Presidents Nostrand Ave

DP's Orange Ave or DG's T-Town

Who wanna ride Brooklyn come on come on

Sittin' in the living room on the flo' hunger pain

Got me on some migraine sh*t but I'ma maintain

Ni**a got two or three dollars to my name

And my homies in the same boat

Goin' through the same thing

Ready for a caper steady plottin' for the paper

We been livin' in the dark since April

On the candle gotta get a handle

My homie got a 25 automatic added to the gamble

Ni**a get the phone book look up in the yellow page

Lemme tell you how we fiendin' ta get paid

We gon' order pizza when we see the driver

We gon' stick the 25 up in his face let's ride

Steppin' outside like warriors

Into the notorious south side

One weapon to the four of us hidin' in the corridor

'Til we see the beam from the car's headlights

White boy in the wrong place at the right time

Soon as the car door open up he mine

We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose

By the look on his face he probly shifted in his clothes

You know what this is st-stick up

Gimme the dough from the pick up

You ran into the wrong niggas

We runnin' down the block hot

With these pizza boxes

So we split up and met back at the apartment

Hell yeah yo ain't you hungry my ni**a

Hell yeah you wanna get paid my ni**a

Hell yeah ain't you tired of starvin' my ni**a

Hell yeah well let's ride then hell yeah

Hell yeah

I know a way we can get paid

You can get down but you can't be afraid

Let's go to the D M V and get a ID

The name says you but the face is me

Now it's yo' turn take my paperwork

Like 1 2 3 let's make it work

Then fill out out the credit card application

Then it's gonna be about three weeks of waitin'

For American Express Discover card

Platinum Visa Master card

'Cuz when we was booted

And sh*t then we was targets

Now we just walk right up and say charge it

To the game we rockin' brand names

Well known at department store chains

Even got the boys in the crew a few thangs

Po po never know who to true blame

Store after store ya' know we kept rollin'

Wait two weeks report the card stolen

Repeat the cycle like a laundry mat

Like a glitch in the system that's hard to catch

Comin' out the mall with the shopping bags

We can take 'em right back and get the cash

Yeah get a friend and do it again

Damn right that's how we pay the rent

Hell yeah

Got to get this paper

I'm down for the caper we steady on the grind

It's a daily struggle

We all gotta hustle this is the way we survive

Got to get this paper

I'm down for the caper we steady on the grind

It's a daily struggle

We all gotta hustle this is the way we survive

I know a caper we can get some government paper

Ya' know food stamps can we really do that

Hell yeah right there for the takin'

F**k welfare we say reparations

Ya' know the grind get up early get on

The line and just wait

Everybody on break

That's part of the game and when they call your name

Miss caseworker lemme state my claim

I'm homeless jobless time is hard

About hopeless but I gotta eat regardless

No family to run to I'm 22

Now tell me what the f**k am I supposed to do

My sad story made her feel close to me

I made her feel like it was in emergency

And when I came to the crib niggas couldn't believe

I came back with a big bag of groceries

Every job I ever had I had to get

On the first day I find out how to pimp the system

Two steps ahead of the manager

Gettin' over on the regular tax-free money

Out the register

And when I'm workin' late night stockin' boxes

I'm creepin' their merchandises

And don't put me on dishes

I'm droppin' them b**ches

And takin' all day long to mop the kitchen

Sh*t we ain't gettin' paid commission

Minimum wage

Modern day slave conditions

Got me flippin' burgers with no power

Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour

I'm not one to kiss a** for the top position

I take mine off the top like a politician

Where I'm from doin' dirt is a part of livin'

I got mouths to feed do I gotsa' get it

Hell yeah you down to roll my ni**a

Hell yeah

You ready to get your hands dirty my ni**a

Hell yeah your mama need money

And thangs my ni**a

Hell yeah well let's ride then hell yeah

Come on come on

If you claimin' gangsta

Then bang on the system

And show that you ready to ride

'Til we get our freedom

We got to get over we steady on the grind

If you claimin' gangsta

Then bang on the system

And show that you ready to ride

'Til we get our freedom

We got to get over we steady on the grind