Artist: The Diplomats
Album: Diplomatic Immunity
Song: Hell Rell (Interlude)
[Freeky Zeeky - prison sounds in background]
Yeah, this for them n***** thats locked, D-AHHHOOOOOOOWN!!
God d*** it!
Razor buck 50, cafeteria slammin s*** in n***** face
Goin crazy, slicin C-O's, deckin n*****
Lights out n*****, killin n***** that's rattin
and ALL that crazy s*** n****!
Holla at them n**** Rell, spit for these n***** out there locked up
Let these n***** out here hear, what the f*** you talkin bout
ummmmmmmmmmmmm hmmmmmmmmm.....
[Hell Rell - freestlying over phone]
I said yo
From around the time when B.I.G. first got on his Coogi and Versace s***
I was uptown buyin c**e on my ?metapapi? s***
Like, "Listen Pedro, this aint good yayo
Give me my moula back
or you'll be the first +German+ I point my +Luger+ at
Y'all better take it easy
Yeah you hot but, that's because it burn everytime you take a pee-pee
Stare at the chain too long bet he be blind
When it come to that dope, I tap dance on it like Gregory Hines
and f*** what you heard this the real Rell
They could give me time for throwin the whole clip at you
I'll be back down on a appeal bail
The flow, airtight
If Jesus turned water to wine
you can turn that ho to a housewife, yeah right!
And everything in check like a pair of Air Nike's
We like to jump n*****, never had a fear of fights
You take b****** shoppin, and take em out to eat
If they aint got a place to stay, then you take em out the street
All I do is be dressin them hookers
Before you know it
got them b****** on the strip, with the rest of the hookers
And n**** I did the crime, I ain't gonna cry about this time
or hold no grudge with the judge
Just shackle me down, put me up North
Send me to my cell, long as y'all dont f*** with my food or my mail, I'm
good n****
Before you know it, I'll be back in the hood
with my hair wavy leaning back in the Mercedes
Screamin, "Look what the f***** pennitentiary made me!"
Thugged-out heartless and crazy, s***!
I didn't shoot n***** for nothin, they was beggin for that
and I didn't make the fiends buy it, they was beggin for crack
DipSet, b****!
[Cam'Ron]
Yeah n****, you'naw I love you
That was crack right there, Rell!
I love you, n**** it's nothin
[Hell Rell:] I love you too my n****
[Cam'Ron:] Everybody love you, n****
When you come home we got you, aight my n****?
[Hell Rell:] No question homie
Album: Diplomatic Immunity
Song: Hell Rell (Interlude)
[Freeky Zeeky - prison sounds in background]
Yeah, this for them n***** thats locked, D-AHHHOOOOOOOWN!!
God d*** it!
Razor buck 50, cafeteria slammin s*** in n***** face
Goin crazy, slicin C-O's, deckin n*****
Lights out n*****, killin n***** that's rattin
and ALL that crazy s*** n****!
Holla at them n**** Rell, spit for these n***** out there locked up
Let these n***** out here hear, what the f*** you talkin bout
ummmmmmmmmmmmm hmmmmmmmmm.....
[Hell Rell - freestlying over phone]
I said yo
From around the time when B.I.G. first got on his Coogi and Versace s***
I was uptown buyin c**e on my ?metapapi? s***
Like, "Listen Pedro, this aint good yayo
Give me my moula back
or you'll be the first +German+ I point my +Luger+ at
Y'all better take it easy
Yeah you hot but, that's because it burn everytime you take a pee-pee
Stare at the chain too long bet he be blind
When it come to that dope, I tap dance on it like Gregory Hines
and f*** what you heard this the real Rell
They could give me time for throwin the whole clip at you
I'll be back down on a appeal bail
The flow, airtight
If Jesus turned water to wine
you can turn that ho to a housewife, yeah right!
And everything in check like a pair of Air Nike's
We like to jump n*****, never had a fear of fights
You take b****** shoppin, and take em out to eat
If they aint got a place to stay, then you take em out the street
All I do is be dressin them hookers
Before you know it
got them b****** on the strip, with the rest of the hookers
And n**** I did the crime, I ain't gonna cry about this time
or hold no grudge with the judge
Just shackle me down, put me up North
Send me to my cell, long as y'all dont f*** with my food or my mail, I'm
good n****
Before you know it, I'll be back in the hood
with my hair wavy leaning back in the Mercedes
Screamin, "Look what the f***** pennitentiary made me!"
Thugged-out heartless and crazy, s***!
I didn't shoot n***** for nothin, they was beggin for that
and I didn't make the fiends buy it, they was beggin for crack
DipSet, b****!
[Cam'Ron]
Yeah n****, you'naw I love you
That was crack right there, Rell!
I love you, n**** it's nothin
[Hell Rell:] I love you too my n****
[Cam'Ron:] Everybody love you, n****
When you come home we got you, aight my n****?
[Hell Rell:] No question homie