Raising Hell In The BHZ

[Verse 1: Psycho C A.K.A. Mista King]
Always talkin' to be a playa, never gonna be a playa hater
Brought up in the life of violence, I'm never gonna be no Captain-Save-A- (Die Nigga-)
Always about my pimpin', have you listen [?] from a mack
Its Psycho C in the back, makin' you hoes not don't know how to act
I maintain, I watch my back 'cause playa haters J'
As I stack, 'cause these bitches got my pockets real fat
As a lil' kid, I always [?]
[?] how to get it, where my parents? so I'm stackin' dividends
[?] my situation: gotta get [?], before my game fall short
Turned into music for [?] to see [?]
This is [?] to make yo head fall
[?] just a victim, caught up in pimpin'
Straight spittin', its the Psycho Manne
Can't [?] track
I'm sippin' [?] fifth of 'Yak
When they turn around I creep and nothin' but a playa
[?] to make amends, by pimpin' hoes for tha' chedda'

[Chrous]
I'm playa' hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool (To you fools-)
I'm playa' hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool (To you fools-)
I'm playa' hatin' 'cause that shit ain't-

Raisin' Hell- Raisin' Hell in the B.H.Z., they peep the 5-0, problems [?]
Raisin' Hell- Raisin' Hell in the B.H.Z., they peep the 5-0, problems [?]
Raisin' Hell in the-

[Verse 2: ??]
Fresh up out the house, [?] and an ounce of that weed
Tommy'ed down to my drawl
[?] grip that 9x19
[?] that pure
Grab my match and [?]
[?]
Blow me a pack of that [?]
Cruisin' by my [?]
Super high, and I'm in town
But I keep seein' this [?] nigga keep followin' me around
[?] back to my [?]
Finna get dressed, take another one and hit the cut
Snatched it up, now I feel its time to buck
Straight up out the window, plus that tone is got me clickin'
And this shit these niggas try, gon' make my Gl-izz-ock start to spittin' [?]
[?] nigga named Panic, but I killed them hoes in cold blood
Dumped 'em in my fuckin' trunk, and buried them bitches in the mud
[?] robbery [?] robbery, loaded [?] Tec-9 and .33
Bitch [?]
[?] messed wit' me
[?] for fuckin' wit' me
Time for ya [?]
This lyrical pimpin', is constantly rippin'
[?] number one [holdster/ho-ster?], to stang muthafuckaz [?] fuck

[Chrous]
Raisin' Hell in the B.H.Z. (To you-)

I'm playa' hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool (To you fools-)
I'm playa' hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool (To you fools-)
I'm playa' hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool (To you fools-)
I'm playa' hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool (To you fools-)

Raisin' Hell- Raisin' Hell in the B.H.Z., they keep the 5-0 [?]
Raisin' Hell- Raisin' Hell in the B.H.Z., they keep the 5-0 [?]

[Verse 3: St. Ides, ??, and Sniper]
(What the Hell is the B.H.Z.?)
But I dwell in B.T.C., [?] Heights so down wit' me
I'm kickin' pimpin' wit' [?] and [?]
You on the outside lookin' in, friend
How in the fuck you catchin us?
Nigga whats up? Wanna get buck? C9C, rippin' shit up
We gon' get crunk, on the Black Side of town
[?], where i can find that clown
Caught him on the wrong side of fuckin' town (South Memphis, Bitch!)
Then you gon' call yo click
Nigga, whats up wit' yo roadies n' shit
One of yo so called Criminal Mafia niggas fuck wit' da Cloud 9 Cli-zz-nick (Real Niggas, Bitch!)
Nigga you hollerin', 'flaugin
Better grip da fuckin' Nine (Nine)
Don't know this nigga St. Ides (St. Ides)
Caught his punks ass from the blind side (Blind side)
(Talk yo ass off bitch)
[?]
[?] muthafucka [?]
[?] Criminal Mafia? (Bitches) Bitchesss!
Nigga put his hands on me (We'll have to break his bitch ass off)
Break his bitch ass off
Pimp n' Playa Squad never gon' [?]
So, why the fuck you thought?
Yeah, this nigga was a sucka (Sniper)
Sniper [?] buck ya (Buck ya)
Filled wit' blunts of chronic, blow is got me feelin' Crunker (Crunker)
(Ya Muthafucka!)

[Chorus]
Raisin' Hell in the B.H.Z

I'm playa' hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool (To you fools-)
I'm playa' hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool (To you fools-)

Raisin' Hell-

[Verse 4: ???]
Niggas claim we raisin' hell in the B.H.Z
Talkin' [?] them thangz, plottin' on tha' M.I.C
I heard it through tha' Grapevine
That my nigga [?] you out
I won't touch yo ass, I'll just pass and break yo bitchass off
Roam through tha' hood, and I see you slippin' erry day
And you claim killa, playa haters don't you step my way
[?] be so crunk, and to these bitches [?] this shit
[?] Mr. Sizz, 'bout this bitch, lets go fuck a bitch
Ridin' to tha' Mound, full that Crown
[?] ho
[?] like a slushie, feel the cum in her fuckin' throat (Cum)
You playa hatin' bitches, they can't get none of this type of shit
Blowin' up da city, [?] shitty, you can't fuck wit' this
We be gettin' so wild, on my child, I don't play that, boy
Tellin' me to bust it hard, can't fade these fuckin' plastic "toys"
So try if you wanna try, I bet you won't feel some fye'
You can't even fuck wit' this, Cloud 9 is got you pissed, bitch
(Yeahhh)

[Chorus]
Raisin' Hell- Raisin' Hell in the B.H.Z., they peep the 5-0, problems [?]
Raisin' Hell- Raisin' Hell in the B.H.Z., they peep the 5-0, problems [?]
Raisin' Hell in the B.H.Z
To you fools- To you fools- I'm playa hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool
To you fools, I'm playa hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool
To you fools, I'm playa hatin' 'cause that shit ain't cool
Raisin' Hell- Raisin' Hell in the B.H.Z., they peep the 5-0, problems [?]