Hell Rell Freestyle - The Diplomats, Hell Rell

Nigga what cha money like I keek doe E ho

Spice the track up like a do bo Sasone a freethrow

My hitman Janito

He don’t speek no english lingo

and he fresh off the plane from Puerto Rico

Find a nigga and kill em’s the only thing that he know

He’ll ring ya doorbell and pop you right through the peephole

Far as this key go

It’s gon' get stepped on, cooked up, broke down

Probablly get distributed in yo town

Block got me grindin', watch keepin me bright

nigga why Im a knock ya hustle if mine treatin' me right

And a nigga too busy to get in some beef with a loser

Keep my bitch up out the bed just to sleep wit my ruger

'cause if I finger fuck my gun and play wit her trigger

She ain’t gon' scream I don’t feel like it today on a nigga

Im sayin my nigga

This is real facts, real truth

I will shoot you to go rap about it in a real booth

Spit and pop heron, liquid crack

park the siz next to ya five and tell you get wit that

380's ain’t gon' do it fam switch to macks

Before you talk shit or even think startin' up a war

Plush condo in my bedroom, mink carpet on the floor

Two spanish bitches runnin' 'round reckless and butt naked

If you a ladies man I’ll bury you wit cha chick

If you a true hustler I’ll bury you wit a brick

See the streets is watchin', more money more haters

Fuck em' all keep flosin', more linen, more gators

I rap now, still hit the block for a buck

A thousand channels sattelite on top of the truck what’s really good nigga