Hellraizer Lyrics

Hellraizer lyrics

Cash was on my mind at a early age growin up to fast



Lookin out for ways to stay paid



God bless the child that has his own I was told



So every single day the dope was sold



I never liked school cuz this shit was never real for me



I rather hang out with niggas that was down to kill for me



Never stood still long enough to have stability



Never to advantage of my athletic abilities



Only way up out the ghetto for a blacc man



Is to either play a sport know how to sing, rap, or dance



The only other option is to join a gang or slang yola



Hangin out with the other high rollas tryin to get your poccets swoll



Look at the competition, the mission is to get rich



As quicc as possible and turn your cash legit



But the you make could be your last



You'll always have the jaccers and craccers out to bust your ass



So don't be slippin



Livin the life styles of the rich and famous



I keep my hands clean stayin blameless it's scandlous but I'm shameless



All I want to do is stacc the cream



Ever since I was a little nigga that was my dream







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Pants been saggin ever since I was a seventh grader



Poccet full of roccs and a Sky pager



A nigga had dreams of comin up major



Nothin but a little ass hellraizer



Been saggin ever since I was a seventh grader



Poccet full of roccs and a Sky pager



A nigga had dreams of comin up major



Nothin but a little ass hellraizer











Fucced around and caught my homegirl ovulatin



Threw a cold twist on the whole situation



Now I got to figure out a way to break the Genius



World record for makin cash



Cuz now I got a baby in my business



Call up the essay



Go down to (S)Toccton say



"Throw it on the scale"



1000 grams is what it weighs 



Getting 10 g's cuz he shows me love



Mucho gracias senior



Adios, and then I'm up out the door



It's bacc to Sac, time to make the paper stacc



Standin in the kitchen, palms itchin cookin up the chiccen



11-3-51 narcotic



85% pure product, let it rocc up 



My stoccs up a grip



600 buccs a zip



Fucced up and slipped and the taskforce dipped



Caught a young nigga with a quarter pound of "D"



Got a deal for 3, entered a guilty plead



Now I'm in the "Pen" stressed out San Quinten



Lady bout to have a nigga baby any minute



32 months I got to do



Then I'll be bacc on the streets with my crew, thought cha knew







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Fresh out "Pen" once again on the loose



My lady had my baby and she's already duce



Bacc in the hood and ain't a damn thang change



All the same niggas stugglin tryin to survive in the game



I got to get mine but is landmines in the streets



Take the wrong move and get swept off your feet



My baby got to eat and I'ma provide



Even if I got to ride or die



I ain't down with minimum wage so mutha fucc a 9 to 5



I'm duccin the cops like Marco Polo



My tightest dog died when I was a mobile



So now I'm rollin solo



Loco in the membrane never been tamed and never will be



And I'm hustlin to the day a nigga kills me







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