HELLAWARE by Prince Will Lyrics
[Verse:Prince will]
Know a couple niggas whose down to shoot on whoever nigga, stop thinkin u clever nigga
My trigga pull like a lever nigga
Always carry that 30 rounds
Might not know... I could gun ya down
Put the straps on u, i'll shut ya down
Like a redneck... I'll hunt ya down
Sneak dissas all over town
Get smoked if you fuck around
But the time I get done with these niggas
You won't here a sound
That nigga shy, made him diddybop
Rocco and his shitty Glock
Its yk or get sprayed
Bitch we runnin shit like a relay
Ain't chiraq ... im from killaware
C-block we out here
Niggas claim they gettin it
But they never really be out there
Might be the prince but they treat me like im god ... cuz the first nigga who run his mouth imma spray em up like bod
Got swift wit me ... he a drilla too
Quan savage he a killa too
Delaware ... I run that
My hittas cockin them guns back
Got AK's & Mac 10's & Glock 40's
We strapped bitch
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I got no time for this rap shit
Niggas know not to fuck with me
Get beat just like malik
I take shit , and I kill shit, and I drill shit
And its fine with me
Im that pretty nigga, don't fuck with me.. I'll smoke a nigga like sour D
I'll fuck ya bitch like she mimi leave her hanging on in the shower b
(CHORUS)
Killin niggas
Straight drillin niggas
Just to let you know we ain't feeling niggas
#000 we really wit it
You might cross the line but cross us you finished
So buckle up
And throw ya knuckles up
And rumble us if u really wit it
(really wit it, really wit it)
[Verse:Yung Swift]
Cut the talk i ain't wit the chit chat
Let me brake it down i ain't talking kit kats
Imma get that
When i hit that
Now broski newt like we're the licks at
Catch a nigga lacking shit i be hopeing
Cuz i herd niggas on the block be out there loathing
Out there smoking
Laughing and jokeing
Headshot leave em takeing more then a Ibuprofen
Came to my city he not a citizen
Yola gang wanna finish him
Kidnap his ass, put him in bag then drag his ass down to Wilmington
Them TYG niggas get it in
Chance him surviving is very slim
Put him in the den, wit the lions in, and now his own crew dont even fuck with him
Yung swift i got my G's they wit me
If you lookin for me then nigga cum and get me
Cuz we got them 9's and unrealoaded semi
So much shells droping im thinking we reloaded to many
Out on the night and we looking for hits
Extended mag with a lovable grip
If he talking shit
Up out his lip
Then guaranteed he makein channel 6
Dont want war wit us
I ride wit foreigners
Ain't know holding us
Or controlling us
So if u acting tuff
We gonna call ya bluff
Then send you to the corona (x2)
I'll come at night and put the nine on them
With the long clip, Deandre Jordan (x3)
Know a couple niggas whose down to shoot on whoever nigga, stop thinkin u clever nigga
My trigga pull like a lever nigga
Always carry that 30 rounds
Might not know... I could gun ya down
Put the straps on u, i'll shut ya down
Like a redneck... I'll hunt ya down
Sneak dissas all over town
Get smoked if you fuck around
But the time I get done with these niggas
You won't here a sound
That nigga shy, made him diddybop
Rocco and his shitty Glock
Its yk or get sprayed
Bitch we runnin shit like a relay
Ain't chiraq ... im from killaware
C-block we out here
Niggas claim they gettin it
But they never really be out there
Might be the prince but they treat me like im god ... cuz the first nigga who run his mouth imma spray em up like bod
Got swift wit me ... he a drilla too
Quan savage he a killa too
Delaware ... I run that
My hittas cockin them guns back
Got AK's & Mac 10's & Glock 40's
We strapped bitch
More about this paper
I got no time for this rap shit
Niggas know not to fuck with me
Get beat just like malik
I take shit , and I kill shit, and I drill shit
And its fine with me
Im that pretty nigga, don't fuck with me.. I'll smoke a nigga like sour D
I'll fuck ya bitch like she mimi leave her hanging on in the shower b
(CHORUS)
Killin niggas
Straight drillin niggas
Just to let you know we ain't feeling niggas
#000 we really wit it
You might cross the line but cross us you finished
So buckle up
And throw ya knuckles up
And rumble us if u really wit it
(really wit it, really wit it)
[Verse:Yung Swift]
Cut the talk i ain't wit the chit chat
Let me brake it down i ain't talking kit kats
Imma get that
When i hit that
Now broski newt like we're the licks at
Catch a nigga lacking shit i be hopeing
Cuz i herd niggas on the block be out there loathing
Out there smoking
Laughing and jokeing
Headshot leave em takeing more then a Ibuprofen
Came to my city he not a citizen
Yola gang wanna finish him
Kidnap his ass, put him in bag then drag his ass down to Wilmington
Them TYG niggas get it in
Chance him surviving is very slim
Put him in the den, wit the lions in, and now his own crew dont even fuck with him
Yung swift i got my G's they wit me
If you lookin for me then nigga cum and get me
Cuz we got them 9's and unrealoaded semi
So much shells droping im thinking we reloaded to many
Out on the night and we looking for hits
Extended mag with a lovable grip
If he talking shit
Up out his lip
Then guaranteed he makein channel 6
Dont want war wit us
I ride wit foreigners
Ain't know holding us
Or controlling us
So if u acting tuff
We gonna call ya bluff
Then send you to the corona (x2)
I'll come at night and put the nine on them
With the long clip, Deandre Jordan (x3)