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Whatever You Want Call It Feat. Hell Rell

Text písně Whatever You Want Call It Feat. Hell Rell

[Intro] 
Roll call time again baby... 
I'm back in the, back in the, back in the building 
Juelz Santana, Aye, Dipset bitch 
I need all my soldiers and my block, man to stand up for me 
It's about that time, ya know 

[Chorus] 
My hood, my city, my side 
Whatever you wanna call it nigga, I ride 
My town, my color, my block 
Whatever you wanna call it nigga, I rock 
My state, my strip, my ave 
Whatever you wanna call it nigga, I'm bad 
My building, my porch, my stoop 
Whatever you wanna call it nigga 

[Verse 1-Juelz Santana] 
Straight for paper, paper chaser 
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta 
I know my block is a crazy zoo, but it got me crazy glued (stuck) 
I got to make these moves, so I hustle the hardest (drugs) 
I got no team, just a connect and a couple of partners 
I keep my street niggas, my street niggas (yup) 
I keep my cheese niggas, my cheese niggas (yup) 
I keep my beef niggas, my beef niggas (yup) 
And I keep my weed niggas, my weed niggas 
Keep business, businees, keep pleasure, pleasure 

And I never mix it, ever, ever 
Yeah, the code of the street, eyes open, don't sleep 
Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop...there go the police 
That's why you catch me moving through dolo 
Moving through solo, steel weapon, still reppin'... 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2-Hell Rell] 
Niggas always catchin' bodies in the hood (yup) 
Stay shootin' up a party in the hood (Uhn Hunh) 
Mafia ties, I'm like Gotti in the hood 
Tear the hoopti or the black Mazaratti through the hood 
Remember when we used to play karate in the hood 
Now my rims look like ninja stars, nigga I been a star 
I remember when I didn't have shit to borrow 
Now I could lend you a couple of clips 
You hungry homie, you could eat a couple of clips 
Come through my strip, you gon' niggas G'd up 
Cuz, we slingers, gang bangers, eastside 
And when it come to squalie, we strangers 
Plus, I keep my thug niggas, my thug niggas 
I keep my blood niggas, my blood niggas 
Spend it all, I aint no cheap ass nigga 
I'm always gonna ride, cuz I'ma weeks ave nigga (yup) 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3-Juelz Santana] 
I represent mine to the fullest (Oh yeah) 
I represent the grind to the fullest (Oh yeah) 
I represent scar time, bar time, hard times (yeah) 
Hard times to the fullest(oh yeh0 
We need to have a million man march again (yeah) 
We need to have a million man march up in, the White House 
Start a million man arguement, like Bush why a million man starving in 
My city, my town, my hood, whatever you wanna call it nigga whats good 
We ridahs, we rollers, we survivors, we soldiers 
We don't crack under pressure, we relax under pressure 
Most of all we don't rat under pressure 
We bang and we pitch this crack till the cops shut us down...?????? 

[Chorus]

					

Diskografie Juelz Santana – Juelz Santana