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[Hook] 4x
(Suck my pussy nigga!) Hell naw, fuck you!
["Get Buck" chant in the background]
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
We be up in the club, me and my niggas fresh as a (?)
Scopin' booties of some cutie hoochies with some cool like Gucci
I ain't cruisin' mane y'all hoes be the worst of me
Fuck a pretty bitch, gimme some cool with some cheese
She could be some pale, she could be some brown
She could be domestic boy as long as she get down-down
With me, get me slab four-leaf (?) smoker
Honeycomb deep up in the trees
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
I'm 'bout my pimpin' so I need to find some girlfriend
Call up on a pile of weed, bought a couple of fifths of gin
Find a cool spot not too hot for the crooked cops
Just my niggas burn up some pot, junkies smoking rocks
Meet me on da block, what you want? Black, fat or slim
Kinda heavy with a belly with a hella chin
Or you want a sexy brown-brown
Put your cheese down-down
You can meet her down town
In the bed she clown-clown
[Hook] 4x
(Suck my pussy nigga!) Hell naw, fuck you!
[Verse 3: Lord Infamous]
Sometimes I be wantin' to take my fist and beat these bitches badly
These bitches be playin' more games than motherfucking Milton Bradley
But these trickin' ass bitches would never put me up in a predicament, gettin' me locked down
Never around once I got no (?) about the night (?)
These bitches be lookin' real fine while I'm on the grind, come get behind
I'll never be payin' a fine till this bitch is on my mind
I'm hittin' it all the time cause all of the bitches are mine
So like I said, nigga keep a third eye on your track
Because I'm jumping the strategy
Bitches are getting me pennies, don't fuck with my count
(?) bitch you better make this shit leave
Get your ass up from under the sheets
And get this deep rear relief
See cause bitch, I don't wanna hear no stories
That's when I get in them draws I'm leavin' the blaze of glory
Cause the killers are killin' the coochie, the hoochies are gettin' up outta them clothes
I'd never be lovin' a slut and I never would propose
I'm spittin' this gangsta shit to all you (?) fake hoes
[Hook] 4x
(Suck my pussy nigga!) Hell naw, fuck you!
Hell Naw was written by Lord Infamous & DJ Paul & Juicy J.
Tear Da Club Up Thugs released Hell Naw on Tue Feb 02 1999.