Hell Yeah

Outsidaz

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    [Chorus]
    [YOUNG ZEE] Do we do it for the underground? (HELL YEAH!)
    [YOUNG ZEE] Girls want us when they come around (HELL YEAH!)
    [YOUNG ZEE] We make all of ya'll want it now (HELL YEAH!)
    [YOUNG ZEE] Model chicks wanna tongue us down (HELL YEAH!)
    [ YAH YAH ] Do we get pumped in the radio (HELL YEAH!)
    [ YAH YAH ] Do girls get naked in our videos (HELL YEAH!)
    [ YAH YAH ] We smoke weed in the studio (HELL YEAH!)
    [ YAH YAH ] Get brains after every show (HELL YEAH!)

    [Pacewon]
    One time for my people, my blunted out heads
    We represent the real, let the underground spread
    To the kids in the high schools, hoods that you drive through
    Made for the kids with the higher I.Q.
    Got sent to that Rah Rah, I Declare War shit
    Outsidaz, Night Life, witty metaphor shit
    Start in the basement, push til it's corporate
    Put in a place, to be sold and make a fortunate, for example

    [Azz-Iz]
    The deeper it get, the deeper we go
    Ya talk tough, but beem in the O's, weak in the blows
    Plus you don't go enough meat on ya bones
    Mess around'll you'll sleep from this weaker then nome
    I'm like M.L.K., when I'm speakin' a pawn
    Settin' mad bullet sprays til they reachin' ya thong
    For cats that grow naps never seakin' a comb
    Sloman Shield couldn't help you when we creep in ya home

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    [Chorus]

    [Nawshis]
    To ya fake niggas, that said I'll never make it
    Ya trick is in my bed right now, xxx naked
    I taught ya hoe, how to properly act
    Now she got three cribs, you pay the property tax
    You can catch me in the Bricks, lookin' plush in the six
    Wit ya main chicken, she suckin' my dick
    Fuckin' wit God, producin' nothin' but hits
    Wanna battle my click, go ahead and spit
    You not fresh, nope, you not def
    Like Tribe Called Quest, I gets served flat as a Hot Sex
    To take a chick to shop at lot less
    Date a xxxxx from my projects, she runnin' ya pockets

    [D.U.]
    That's you-a, grindin' in that cat Cougar
    Gat smoother than Zab Judah in black Puma's
    Cash ruler, change my name to Abdullah
    While ya A&R trynna make ya track smoother
    Hit the liquor store than get the raw in ya jaw
    That stick ya, then chill like it's still vinegar
    From projects to Bel-Air, models chicks to welfare
    Do we get the punky? (HELL YEAH!)

    [Chorus 2X]

    HELL YEAH!
    HELL YEAH!
    HELL YEAH!
    HELL YEAH!

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    Composición: A. King

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