Diplomats - Wouldn't You Like To Be A Gangsta Too? (feat. Hell Rell) Lyrics
OkayI'm sure you heardHe's back in the buildingIt's official ticialHell Rell DipSet all day nigga let's do itTalk to me I talk backYeaYeaNow I'm a hustla he's a hustla we some mother*****inhustlaz wouldn't you love you be a hustla too? Talk to meI'm a gangsta he's a gangsta we some mother*****ingangstaz wouldn't you love to be a gansgsta too?[Hell Rell]Yo, from a lonely jail cell back to the bricksIts Hell Rell mother*****er from the the the Dips!See I got to put work back on the street againBounce back on my feet againGators back on my feet againBought some guns these haters back with the beef againRed-dot them infared lasers back on the heat againAnd they wanna lock me up throw away the keyCuz I'm sitting on enough coke to throw away a key***** em you wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a *****Diplomats live it upClack Clack give it upHard dick have money what I give a slutChocolate Escalade call that this nigga truckMy gun bust need I say moreNow I've got my moms telling me I should pray moreMami please I don't get on my knees that shit ain't for geezI'm bout to take my ass to hell for all the triggers I squeeze (Let's go)[Chorus]Now I'm a hustla he's a hustla we some mother*****inhustlaz wouldn't you love you be a hustla too? Now talk to meI'm a gangsta he's a gangsta we some mother*****ingangstaz wouldn't you love to be a gansgsta too? Holla at meI'm a ridah he's a rider we some mother*****in ridazwouldn't you love to be a rider too? Holla at meHell Rell, Dipset, Bird gang, what's goodWouldn't you like to be a gangsta too? Talk to me![Hell Rell]Yea I'm still gettin outSo what the judge boost the bailNiggaz run around saying what they gonna do to Rell(Nothin)Two P-89's on me call me Ruger RellY'all niggaz talk about your bodies I don't shoot and tellAnd you still playing you ain't even close to cultureFirst you up then you down what you rollercoaster?Tre pound rubber grip what my holster holdingAnd there's a baby being born a fiend overdoserMust have been my dope that did em manI party on the yacht with some hoes or her pigeon friendsYou tell a slut you love her and miss her hug her and kiss herI ***** her and diss her probably was your cousin or sisterI got mami sucking dick, put product on the stripSpray a nigga pay a nigga just to bottle up a brickBut I'm trying to make sure that my dust moveA young nigga what I was laid I hamma dosage[Chorus][Hell Rell]For that paper snatch you daughter upCruise pulling Porches upCam I'm hungry now go head and kick your Air Jordans upPut your hand on me your moms'll get it in the mailI was buzzing more than you when I was sitting in a cellAll the streets wanted to know was where's Hell RellThere go Jim there go Killa but where's Hell RellThere go Freaky Santana but where's Hell RellI'm here now everybody thanks for all the fan mailBut ***** a ***** I don't love them either (Naw)The powder black the coke is white so when I cook it's like jungle feverA couple niggaz going to be shot in their faceRobbed for every dollar that they got in their safeSee I'm something like a phe-no-me-non (Yea)I kidnap your kids with their pajamas on (Yea)And I still slap a nigga just for stepping on my white on whitesI'm in the hood like peeling cheese and Mike and Ikes[Chorus]
