H.H.E.H. - Album Version (Explicit)

H.H.E.H. - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics

Song H.H.E.H. - Album Version (Explicit)
Artist Beanie Sigel
Album The Solution
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[00:00.00] 作词 : Chiger, Grant, Lewis, Zelnick
[00:00.26] Ay Lo, run to the fridge and pop that other bottle of Cris' homey
[00:06.83] I'm off the weed but I'm back on my juice nigga
[00:14.27] Pour me up an ounce and a couple of th epurps
[00:18.01] As I skate through the city in that black cuatro
[00:20.64] You fake Willies frontin like you got dough until I prove 'em it's not so
[00:25.38] I shine like a brand new penny from that Franklin Mint
[00:28.19] That black Masi', it don't make no cents/sense
[00:30.83] But to drive and make dollars, your pockets flat like tires
[00:34.33] Your money still ALL SLOW like new drivers
[00:37.01] I pop more than the collar
[00:38.64] You niggaz poppin cheap-ass bottles of Moet
[00:41.02] That bullshit Chandon, that little chick on your arm be long gone
[00:45.64] When she recognize a real don
[00:47.76] I'm in the club in the cut sippin on aged grapes
[00:50.57] Laughin at them brolic car thieves, in their slim-ass jeans and Bath' Apes
[00:54.76] Lookin half gay, halfway out of the closet
[00:58.02] You don't believe me, nigga ask Sway
[01:01.08] What the **** is that? You niggaz need to be slapped
[01:04.08] Whoever co-signed bein a sucker wasn't stacked
[01:06.45] HHEH!
[01:13.02] HHEH!
[01:27.96]
[01:30.58] Uhh, sit back, relax, let's rap for taste
[01:32.95] Track 10 from the fits, peep my old head face
[01:36.21] You see if real niggaz respect it, the squares gon' rep it
[01:39.26] I'm guessin, that's why this bullshit keep progressin
[01:42.82] But I ain't stressin, nigga class in session
[01:45.96] I'm here to teach you a lesson like KRS'n
[01:48.39] "Criminal, Minded, you've been blinded"
[01:51.33] Lookin for a nigga like Sig', you won't find it
[01:55.21] I'm a dinosaur~! You niggaz more like
[01:57.51] What I look for in a whore, heh, PUSSY!
[02:00.58] Nuttin more, nuttin less, I'm nuttin to second guess
[02:04.14] I'm him, point blank period, the end
[02:06.70] When I'm long gone, they gon' dig up my bones
[02:09.58] And study my poems and learn I was MORE than the gun in the song
[02:13.77] Even though I spit a gat
[02:15.08] Quicker than I spit a rap, now go 'head sonny, run along
[02:18.58] HHEH!
[02:30.70] HHEH!
[02:34.83]
[02:42.03] Now when that sizzurp in my system, ain't no tellin
[02:45.16] Will I bust that four-fifth and, catch another felon'
[02:48.09] I'm a thug by blood, not just off drugs
[02:50.84] Even though I love, that purple mug
[02:54.22] UHH, drunk off syrup, perks and zanees
[02:57.28] Spit a word make a bird lose her skirt and her panties them
[03:00.72] I know it's been a while, since I left a stain on your brain
[03:03.84] Gave you some game that you can gain from
[03:06.03] I'm here to end it now
[03:07.47] Break the cycle of that bullshit same ol' same, that these lames run
[03:11.03] It's a shame it's they names where they came from
[03:15.53] These niggaz fly-by-nights, they couldn't fly my kite
[03:18.53] Tie my shoes, lace my boots
[03:20.97] They money run short, they couldn't chase my loot
[03:23.72] Paper small like Coupes, I'm that Sport sittin butter soft
[03:27.28] He nothin but a boss - who? Me - Sig', but of course
[03:30.72] HHEH!
[03:42.28] HHEH!
[00:00.00] zuo ci : Chiger, Grant, Lewis, Zelnick
[00:00.26] Ay Lo, run to the fridge and pop that other bottle of Cris' homey
[00:06.83] I' m off the weed but I' m back on my juice nigga
[00:14.27] Pour me up an ounce and a couple of th epurps
[00:18.01] As I skate through the city in that black cuatro
[00:20.64] You fake Willies frontin like you got dough until I prove ' em it' s not so
[00:25.38] I shine like a brand new penny from that Franklin Mint
[00:28.19] That black Masi', it don' t make no cents sense
[00:30.83] But to drive and make dollars, your pockets flat like tires
[00:34.33] Your money still ALL SLOW like new drivers
[00:37.01] I pop more than the collar
[00:38.64] You niggaz poppin cheapass bottles of Moet
[00:41.02] That bullshit Chandon, that little chick on your arm be long gone
[00:45.64] When she recognize a real don
[00:47.76] I' m in the club in the cut sippin on aged grapes
[00:50.57] Laughin at them brolic car thieves, in their slimass jeans and Bath' Apes
[00:54.76] Lookin half gay, halfway out of the closet
[00:58.02] You don' t believe me, nigga ask Sway
[01:01.08] What the is that? You niggaz need to be slapped
[01:04.08] Whoever cosigned bein a sucker wasn' t stacked
[01:06.45] HHEH!
[01:13.02] HHEH!
[01:27.96]
[01:30.58] Uhh, sit back, relax, let' s rap for taste
[01:32.95] Track 10 from the fits, peep my old head face
[01:36.21] You see if real niggaz respect it, the squares gon' rep it
[01:39.26] I' m guessin, that' s why this bullshit keep progressin
[01:42.82] But I ain' t stressin, nigga class in session
[01:45.96] I' m here to teach you a lesson like KRS' n
[01:48.39] " Criminal, Minded, you' ve been blinded"
[01:51.33] Lookin for a nigga like Sig', you won' t find it
[01:55.21] I' m a dinosaur! You niggaz more like
[01:57.51] What I look for in a whore, heh, PUSSY!
[02:00.58] Nuttin more, nuttin less, I' m nuttin to second guess
[02:04.14] I' m him, point blank period, the end
[02:06.70] When I' m long gone, they gon' dig up my bones
[02:09.58] And study my poems and learn I was MORE than the gun in the song
[02:13.77] Even though I spit a gat
[02:15.08] Quicker than I spit a rap, now go ' head sonny, run along
[02:18.58] HHEH!
[02:30.70] HHEH!
[02:34.83]
[02:42.03] Now when that sizzurp in my system, ain' t no tellin
[02:45.16] Will I bust that fourfifth and, catch another felon'
[02:48.09] I' m a thug by blood, not just off drugs
[02:50.84] Even though I love, that purple mug
[02:54.22] UHH, drunk off syrup, perks and zanees
[02:57.28] Spit a word make a bird lose her skirt and her panties them
[03:00.72] I know it' s been a while, since I left a stain on your brain
[03:03.84] Gave you some game that you can gain from
[03:06.03] I' m here to end it now
[03:07.47] Break the cycle of that bullshit same ol' same, that these lames run
[03:11.03] It' s a shame it' s they names where they came from
[03:15.53] These niggaz flybynights, they couldn' t fly my kite
[03:18.53] Tie my shoes, lace my boots
[03:20.97] They money run short, they couldn' t chase my loot
[03:23.72] Paper small like Coupes, I' m that Sport sittin butter soft
[03:27.28] He nothin but a boss who? Me Sig', but of course
[03:30.72] HHEH!
[03:42.28] HHEH!
[00:00.00] zuò cí : Chiger, Grant, Lewis, Zelnick
[00:00.26] Ay Lo, run to the fridge and pop that other bottle of Cris' homey
[00:06.83] I' m off the weed but I' m back on my juice nigga
[00:14.27] Pour me up an ounce and a couple of th epurps
[00:18.01] As I skate through the city in that black cuatro
[00:20.64] You fake Willies frontin like you got dough until I prove ' em it' s not so
[00:25.38] I shine like a brand new penny from that Franklin Mint
[00:28.19] That black Masi', it don' t make no cents sense
[00:30.83] But to drive and make dollars, your pockets flat like tires
[00:34.33] Your money still ALL SLOW like new drivers
[00:37.01] I pop more than the collar
[00:38.64] You niggaz poppin cheapass bottles of Moet
[00:41.02] That bullshit Chandon, that little chick on your arm be long gone
[00:45.64] When she recognize a real don
[00:47.76] I' m in the club in the cut sippin on aged grapes
[00:50.57] Laughin at them brolic car thieves, in their slimass jeans and Bath' Apes
[00:54.76] Lookin half gay, halfway out of the closet
[00:58.02] You don' t believe me, nigga ask Sway
[01:01.08] What the is that? You niggaz need to be slapped
[01:04.08] Whoever cosigned bein a sucker wasn' t stacked
[01:06.45] HHEH!
[01:13.02] HHEH!
[01:27.96]
[01:30.58] Uhh, sit back, relax, let' s rap for taste
[01:32.95] Track 10 from the fits, peep my old head face
[01:36.21] You see if real niggaz respect it, the squares gon' rep it
[01:39.26] I' m guessin, that' s why this bullshit keep progressin
[01:42.82] But I ain' t stressin, nigga class in session
[01:45.96] I' m here to teach you a lesson like KRS' n
[01:48.39] " Criminal, Minded, you' ve been blinded"
[01:51.33] Lookin for a nigga like Sig', you won' t find it
[01:55.21] I' m a dinosaur! You niggaz more like
[01:57.51] What I look for in a whore, heh, PUSSY!
[02:00.58] Nuttin more, nuttin less, I' m nuttin to second guess
[02:04.14] I' m him, point blank period, the end
[02:06.70] When I' m long gone, they gon' dig up my bones
[02:09.58] And study my poems and learn I was MORE than the gun in the song
[02:13.77] Even though I spit a gat
[02:15.08] Quicker than I spit a rap, now go ' head sonny, run along
[02:18.58] HHEH!
[02:30.70] HHEH!
[02:34.83]
[02:42.03] Now when that sizzurp in my system, ain' t no tellin
[02:45.16] Will I bust that fourfifth and, catch another felon'
[02:48.09] I' m a thug by blood, not just off drugs
[02:50.84] Even though I love, that purple mug
[02:54.22] UHH, drunk off syrup, perks and zanees
[02:57.28] Spit a word make a bird lose her skirt and her panties them
[03:00.72] I know it' s been a while, since I left a stain on your brain
[03:03.84] Gave you some game that you can gain from
[03:06.03] I' m here to end it now
[03:07.47] Break the cycle of that bullshit same ol' same, that these lames run
[03:11.03] It' s a shame it' s they names where they came from
[03:15.53] These niggaz flybynights, they couldn' t fly my kite
[03:18.53] Tie my shoes, lace my boots
[03:20.97] They money run short, they couldn' t chase my loot
[03:23.72] Paper small like Coupes, I' m that Sport sittin butter soft
[03:27.28] He nothin but a boss who? Me Sig', but of course
[03:30.72] HHEH!
[03:42.28] HHEH!
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