Текст песни Hell Naw - Nasty C
Am
I
ever
gonna
quit?
Hell
naw
Will
I
dumb
it
down
a
bit?
Hell
naw
Am
I
running
with
the
shit?
Fucking
right
I
bring
the
levels
to
this
bitch
You
know
you
right
my
nigga
Ever
gonna
quit?
(Hell
naw)
Hell
naw
Will
I
dumb
it
down
a
bit?
(Hell
naw)
Hell
naw
Am
I
running
with
the
shit?
(I
really
am)
Fucking
right,
I
bring
the
levels
to
this
bitch
(It's
all
done)
You
know
you
right
I'm
making
music
for
niggas
in
suits
and
ties
They
all
got
a
money
and
evil
smile
That's
ending
conversations
with
the,
"I'll
let
my
people
call
your
people"
line
I
rap
for
the
ones
still
in
high
school
Probably
my
age
and
they
think
I'm
cool
For
the
little
ones
calling
me
uncle
Shit
you
know
I
do
it
for
the
dimes
too
I'm
tryna
find
out
where
mind
at
I
don't
think
I'm
crazy,
I'm
beyond
that
Every
girl
I'm
with
is
either
blessed
or
obsessed
with
dressing
and
looking
like
Beyoncé
And
I'm
the
jiggy
Jigga,
yeah
I'm
on
that
There's
not
a
thing
I
hate
more
than
a
contract
I
been
killing
niggas
since
I
was
the
kid
that
rushes
home
just
to
go
play
Mortal
Kombat
I'm
too
wavy
like
a
format
I
could
really
bring
it
to
your
doormat
I
don't
think
you
wanna
get
embarrassed
by
the
young
king
Ah-ah,
no
man
I'm
the
leader,
now
just
get
behind
me
You
know
you
like
my
shit,
you
can't
deny
it
Bro,
I
came
up
like
boom,
boom,
boom,
dead
silence
Someone
get
the
bodies,
get
the
bodies
Am
I
ever
gonna
quit?
Hell
naw
Will
I
dumb
it
down
a
bit?
Hell
naw
Am
I
running
with
the
shit?
Fucking
right
I
bring
the
levels
to
this
bitch
You
know
you
right
my
nigga
Ever
gonna
quit?
(Hell
naw)
Hell
naw
Will
I
dumb
it
down
a
bit?
(Hell
naw)
Hell
naw
Am
I
running
with
the
shit?
(I
really
am)
Fucking
right,
I
bring
the
levels
to
this
bitch
(It's
all
done)
You
know
you
right
The
real
ones
listen
to
me
when
I
tell
my
story
The
fakes
ones
always
wanna
write
it
for
me
I
never
wanted
to
rain
on
your
parade
I
started
doing
all
of
this
for
some
white
Jordans
Now
I
made
it,
clear
to
the
store
manager
nigga
I
want
the
shit
delivered
to
me
It's
like,
all
the
niggas
that
you
all
praising,
are
just
some
other
niggas
to
me
And
dumbing
down
is
a
motherfucking
mission
for
me
I
know
a
couple
that
could
use
a
couple
lyrics
from
me
I
make
all
of
my
women
look
into
a
mirror
for
me
And
then
I
tell
'em,
"Would
you
please
pick
a
pillow
for
me"
Ah
nigga
would
you
please
cry
a
river
for
me
Put
a
pistol
to
your
head
and
pull
the
trigger
for
me
Tell
me
do
you
want
a
kidney
or
a
liver
from
me?
If
you
hate
me
then
why
do
you
login
to
Twitter
for
me
Alright,
isn't
this
a
bitch
though
A
short
nigga
came
and
hit
a
switch
hoe
I'm
doing
everyday
and
night
shift
Just
to
get
it
'cause
you
ain't
really
hot
until
your
wrist
cold
Can
somebody
order
me
some
chill
though
I
really
never
ever
had
to
chill
bro
But
I'm
really
giving
everybody
chills
Nigga
chill,
chill,
chill
Can
somebody
get
the
window
Damn
can
somebody
get
the
window
Am
I
ever
gonna
quit?
Hell
naw
Will
I
dumb
it
down
a
bit?
Hell
naw
Am
I
running
with
the
shit?
Fucking
right,
I
bring
the
levels
to
this
bitch
You
know
you
right
my
nigga
Ever
gonna
quit?
(Hell
naw)
Hell
naw
Will
I
dumb
it
down
a
bit?
(Hell
naw)
Hell
naw
Am
I
running
with
the
shit?
(I
really
am)
Fucking
right,
I
bring
the
levels
to
this
bitch
(It's
all
done)
You
know
you
right
my
nigga
What
else?
You
tell
me
Look
at
all
the
hurdles
that
I
overcame
I
told
'em
as
a
youngin'
they
would
know
the
name
You
should
pull
up
to
the
hotel,
man
it's
so
insane
I'm
kicking
bitches
out
the
trap
house
like
I'm
Tory
Lanez
Look
at-look
at
all
the
hurdles
that
I
overcame
I
told
'em
as
a
youngin'
they
would
know
the
name
You
should
pull
up
to
the
hotel,
shit
is
so
insane
I'm
kicking
bitches
out
the
trap
house
like
I'm
Tory
Lanez
Yeah,
I
like
my
girls
high
like
standards
They
gotta
pop
like
Jackson
They
gotta
be
above
average
They
gotta
take
the
dick
like
chances
You
know
you
with
it
with
your
friends
that
don't
know
Jesus
And
that
ass
thick
as
thieves
I'm
just
Adam
tryna
eat
the
apple
bottom
off
Eve
I'm
tryna
inspire
man,
do
it
for
the
youth
So
I'ma
cop
a
whip
and
say,
"Hell
naw
to
the
roof"
Hell
naw
to
the
the
ceilings,
fuck
limits
This
ain't
that
kitty
flow
so
I
can't
have
you
ducks
in
it
I'm
married
to
the
hustle
man
I'm
stuck
with
it
It's
Bad
Hair
season
nigga,
fuck
with
it
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