Представляем точный текст композиции "House Pitality" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Hell Razah & 4th Disciple . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «House Pitality» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Hell Razah & 4th Disciple передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Hell Razah & 4th Disciple - "House Pitality"
Lyrics to House Pitality : [Intro: Hell Razah] Uh, uh-huh, one-two and, 4th Disciple, yea Razah Rubies, and, this how we do it, yea, one-two One-two and, G.G.O., yeah [Chorus 2X: Hell Razah] It goes, hoes love you for that money you make Show me some house-pitality, when we come in you state Ghetto Government, we strugglin, for food on our plate We all hustlin, the doublin, the little we make [Hell Razah] I get weed high, I get Hennessey drunk I clothesline you rap niggaz like an elephant trunk My wisdoms bleedin every month, seven days untouched We got stuck by the same ones who claim to be us We cant die, multiply, the most high, we trust You lie, we bust, forty-fives will tie you up Calculate the proper measurement, to size you up Matter fact, I heard the government done wired you up You like to hide around wickedness to wise you up Not knowing Christ coming here to rise you up One line be like a hundred gs, Im huntin M.C.s Battle me, all Im gonna do is go up in fees How the baddest hoe you know, go below on her knees My family, Maccabeez, here to gather the seeds Took my Queen out the Kingdom, and put her in jeans New York, New York, big city of schemes Me and her, love to ball, like a basketball team Remind me of the nine, with the infered beam Too much pussy screams, diamond ring fllings To get a king set up, and wet up for CREAM [Chorus x2] [Hell Razah] Young cubs in the jungle, with a bundle of drugs Caught em slippin in the hotel, brains in the tub Room service came with more than just, some towels and grub Dont you never mix your business up, with fallin in love Money break hearts, thats why the poor be holdin a grudge Until we rise, we gonna stay in front of the judge All the corner hustlers, we were Kings til they rushed us Brought us to the North Americas, and handcuffed us Medicaid, food stamps, welfare, WICK, to benefit Got us on some fuck the President shit Ghetto Government, fake niggaz cant run with it Aint not rich without the poor, son, its one strugglin What you wanna hear' Flossin and shootin' Prostitution, and drug abusing, buying and stealing with car re-using Whos producin it' Studio spot, we did the music in What guns I got, how many shots, do my clip hold The Sunz of Man go gold or not, and do we owe alot Sip Mo alot, follow in and callin the shots 26 years ago, I was inside of my pops One drop, 03, here to blow up the spot [Chorus x2] [Outro: Hell Razah] Take your hat off and you show your respect man State to state, man, straight up man Nighttime dark shit, nigga [ House Pitality Lyrics ]
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