paroles de chanson Hell Yeah (Pimp The System) - Real Version - Dead Prez
Holton
Street
Dean
Street,
click
clack
President,
uh
huh
Nostrand
Ave,
DP's
Orange
Al,
RPG's
T-Town,
who
wanna
ride?
Brooklyn,
come
on,
come
on
Sittin'
in'
the
livin'
room
on
the
floor
All
the
pain
got
me
on
some
migraine
shit
But
I'm
gonna
maintain
Nigga
got
2 or
3 dollars
to
my
name
And
my
homies
in
the
same
boat
goin'
through
the
same
thing
Ready
for
a
cake,
better
plot
for
the
paper
We
been
livin'
in'
the
dark
since
April
On
the
candle,
gotta
get
a
handle
My
homie
got
a
25
automatic
added
to
the
caper
Nigga
get
the
phonebook
look
up
in
the
yellow
page
Lemme
tell
you
how
we
fin'
to
get
paid
We
gonna
order
take
out
and
when
we
see
the
driver
We
gonna
stick
the
25
up
in
his
face
Let's
ride,
steppin'
outside
like
warriors
Head
to
the
notorious
Southside
One
weapon
to
the
four
of
us
Hidin'
in
the
corridor
until
we
see
the
beam
from
car
headlights
White
boy
in'
the
wrong
place
at
the
right
time
Soon
as
the
car
door
open
up
he
mine
We
roll
up
quick
and
put
the
pistol
to
his
nose
By
the
look
on
his
face
he
probably
shitted
in
his
clothes
You
know
what
this
is,
it's
a
stick
up
Gimme
the
do'
from
your
pickups
You
ran
into
the
wrong
niggaz
We
runnin'
down
the
block
hot
with
these
stacks
of
boxes
So
we
split
up
and
met
back
at
the
apartment
Hell
yeah,
yo
ain't
you
hungry
my
nigga?
Hell
yeah,
you
wanna
get
paid
my
nigga?
Hell
yeah,
ain't
you
tired
of
starvin'
my
nigga?
Hell
yeah,
well
let's
ride
then
Hell
yeah,
hell
yeah
I
know
a
way
we
can
get
paid
you
can
get
down
But
you
can't
be
afraid
Let's
go
to
the
DMV
and
get
a
ID
The
name
says
you
but
the
face
is
me
Now
it's
your
turn
take
my
paper
work
Like
1,
2,
3 let's
make
it
work
Then,
fill
out
the
credit
card
application
And
it's
gonna
be
'bout
3 weeks
a
waitin'
For
American
Express,
Discover
Card
Platinum
Visa,
Master
Card
'Cause
when
we
was
spooked
as
shit
then
we
was
targets
Now
we
just
walk
right
up
and
say,
"Charge
it!"
To
the
game
we
rockin'
brand
names
Well
known
at
department
store
chains
Even
got
the
boys
in
the
crew
a
few
things
Po
po
never
know
who
to
true
blame
Sto'
after
sto'
you
know
we
kept
rollin'
Wait
two
weeks,
report
the
car
stolen
Repeat
the
cycle
like
a
like
a
laundry
mat
Like
a
glitch
in
the
system
it's
hard
to
catch
Comin'
out
the
mall
with
the
shoppin'
bags
We
can
take
it
right
back
then
get
the
cash
Yeah,
get
a
friend
and
then
do
it
again
Damn
right,
that's
how
we
paid
the
rent
Hell
yeah
Time
to
get
this
paper
I'm
down
for
the
caper
Please
steady
on
It's
a
deadly
struggle
We
all
gotta
hustle
This
is
the
way
we
survive
Time
to
get
this
paper
I'm
down
for
the
caper
Please
steady
on
It's
a
deadly
struggle
We
all
gotta
hustle
This
is
the
way
we
survive
I
know
a
caper
We
can
get
some
government
paper
You
know
food
stamps,
can
we
really
do
that?
Hell
yeah,
right
there
for
the
takin'
Fuck
welfare,
we
say
reparations
And,
uh,
you
know
the
grind
Get
up
early
get
in
the
line
and
just
wait
Everybody
on
break
that's
part
of
the
game
And
when
they
call
your
name
Ms.
Case
Worker
let
my
state
my
claim
I'm
homeless,
jobless,
times
is
hard,
I'm
'bout
hopeless
But
I
gotta
eat
regardless
No
family
to
run
to
I'm
22
Now
tell
me
what
the
fuck
am
I
supposed
to
do
My
sad
story
made
her
feel
close
to
me
I
made
her
feel
like
it
was
an
emergency
When
I
came
to
the
crib
niggaz
couldn't
believe
I
came
back
with
a
big
bag
of
groceries,
hell
yeah
Every
job
I
ever
had
I
had
to
get
on
the
first
day
I
find
out
how
to
pimp
on
the
system
Two
steps
ahead
of
the
manager
Gettin'
over
on
the
regular
tax
free
money
out
of
the
register
And
when
I'm
workin'
late
nights
Stockin'
boxes
I'm
creepin'
they
merchandise
And
don't
put
me
on
dishes
I'm
droppin'
them
bitches
And
takin'
all
day
long
to
mop
the
kitchen
shit
We
ain't
gettin'
paid
commission,
minimum
wage
Modern
day
slave
conditions
Got
me
flippin'
burgers
with
no
power
Can't
even
buy
one
off
what
I
make
in
an
hour
I'm
not
the
one
to
kiss
ass
for
the
top
position
I
take
mine
off
the
top
like
a
politician
Where
I'm
from
doin'
dirt
is
a
part
of
living
I
got
mouths
to
feed,
dawg,
I
gots
to
get
it
Hell
yeah,
you
down
to
roll
my
nigga?
Hell
yeah,
you
ready
to
get
your
hands
dirty
my
nigga?
Hell
yeah,
your
woman
need
money
and
things
my
nigga?
Hell
yeah,
well
let's
ride
then
Hell
yeah
If
you
claimin'
gangsta
Then
bring
on
the
system
And
show
that
you
ready
to
ride
'Til
we
get
our
freedom
We
got
to
get
over
Please
steady
on
the
grind
If
you
claimin'
gangsta
Then
bring
on
the
system
And
show
that
you
ready
to
ride
'Til
we
get
our
freedom
We
got
to
get
over
Please
steady
on
the
grind
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