EUROPEAN n OVERSEA'd? why all this HATIN'??!

[Hellafied]

[Bulletproof West- loc'd out member Hella]



(Hella)
Hit this mothafucka up with some of that westcoast gangsta shit
then we gon' ride the wheels of this mothafucka or better yet cruisin' it
cuz i don't give a shit where ya been or whut chu been going through
oh i kinda misspelled those last words do you hate me now boo?
cuz i'mma spit this game like i'm supposed to do
sharp as a muscito's needle in your eye common' fool
all you haters repent if you knew where i've been to school
on the streets it's told survival is the only rule
in the casket it's drastic cuz Moscow wuz plastic
(i mean) break em off some bread they want the whole damn basket
now my Bulletproof crew won't let me down
hope i live to see another day in this town
and all y'all mothafuckas out there thinkin about clownin
i'mma rearrange this and smack it in your face
are you down with it??
B-U-double-L and E-T if you choose
The last chapter starts with P
and situated on the Roof
And if you still haven't got it - then get it!

By all means - Bulletproof
Grab a West
For your chest
cuz when we gon ride this mothafucka
it'll be a blood fest
from N.F.E to M.L.Y is where we be cruisin
also touchin B-R-Y-double-G-J-A to check on El LoCo's cousin
and all you german-nazies wanna be down with us
you threw eggs in my face AND went bumrushin'
now i'm gonna give you mothafuckas a dirty dozen!

"Just can't help it
what's going down out here
If you bend over you'll probably get shot in the rear"

So y'all ma'fuccaz tell me whuz up wit all your nazi shit/
in the streets u need to cock yo shit
and get ya grips fors i'mma snatch yo chips n hit this ma'fucca at cha kin
while u.. say u wanna checc my chin?
man u can't do shit to me steady locked up in the pin

Y'all Affiliataz sayin "hey Hella, the world circulates round more than you"
Yeah I know but at times it's real hard to be true,
especially with these so-called "friends" surrounding
tryin'a set chu off for a buck or two
neva givin up no props for a newcomer
whatta fucc u do if u were in my shoes?/
Sheeit,  that's just how it's going down/
for the H to tha G and you know i'm about to drop another one/
of them bomb-assed cyclones impactin like a two-ton/
truck on-a-trespasser-on-the-sidewalk
now you know that it's really on/
so mothafucc y'all bitches
steady hangin' wit me
only when i'm hittin switches/
but when i ain't at it
what cha'll mothafuccaz gon' do/
buttfuck my ass rip out my guts and afterwards kiss me too?/
Shit, i don't feel like gon' take no chit from none-o-y'all,
so peep me from your Personal Computer
and watch me ball.../
seems y'all just some fakie-assed goofy-assed komputa-overheated heads on a mash/
hatin' overseaers cuz we the ones that make them ca$h/
but i'mma tell u like this n that's my last words/
in this verse at least/
so mothafucc all u hookabucka-assed nerds/
but-ah if someone's out there got props/
then please dispence yo' words
come to me then lezze whuz up/


aight?

then peep dis poltergeist n don't be dat hasty tryin'a dis me cuz i'm oversea'd n oversized

-Hella

(in every part of the world there's street souljahs n one time... we ain't that different)

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