S.A. Smash - Devil In The Hole lyrics
[S.A. Smash - Devil In The Hole lyrics]
I'm sayin' tho
How you gonna put a nigga in check
About getting his gate up, hold up
Gettin his gate up
Hold up, get your weight up!
Put your motherfucking hands up!
This shit is serious
We can get cash flow and
Have a little fun nigga
We can get assholes and get
Us little guns nigga
We completely evil to the little duns nigga
Or feed the people and
Have complete fun nigga
I don't know why you so mean girl, easy
Feed the needy and be easy and sleazy
Yo stop fucking around
You know we got problems
Cause cops will pop off a round
You know they gone rob ya
Cause you know they evil as fuck
You know they don't stop girl
Cause the cops drop off drugs
And guns to the projects
You know that it's fucked up
You know that it's hard
Please, Please officer please, Please!
Don't start this
Don't let em trick ya and take your soul
Remember one thing you gotta keep the
Devil way down in the hole
If money makes the world go round
And you'll die for it, I got 25 on it
Money to burn it's funny how dirty money and
The money you earn
Gets spent the same way on rent
And plus you need food
Without it you'll die and I don't
Know why it leads to
A life of destruction of
Something worthless anyway
Can't take it when you pass
What's the purpose anyway?
OK, now you're on top of
The fashion and wanna floss
Fucking with niggas flashin' they'll make
You take that number off
So ask yourself was it worth it
Is it really worth it?
You dying for the dollars and
You probably should be murdered
He killin for the bill
It's cause he probably really hurtin'
Like my nigga illy hurtin hold your head
I'll hit you with another kite soon
Wonder why life do him like that
Then bring it right back to him nah'm sayin'
Wanna hear you hear ya bring
It right back to em
Don't let em trick ya and take your soul
Remember one thing you gotta keep the
Devil way down in the hole
Put your mother fucking hand up!
How you gonna put a nigga in check
About getting his gate up, hold up
Gettin his gate up
Hold up, get your weight up!
Put your motherfucking hands up!
This shit is serious
We can get cash flow and
Have a little fun nigga
We can get assholes and get
Us little guns nigga
We completely evil to the little duns nigga
Or feed the people and
Have complete fun nigga
I don't know why you so mean girl, easy
Feed the needy and be easy and sleazy
Yo stop fucking around
You know we got problems
Cause cops will pop off a round
You know they gone rob ya
Cause you know they evil as fuck
You know they don't stop girl
Cause the cops drop off drugs
And guns to the projects
You know that it's fucked up
You know that it's hard
Please, Please officer please, Please!
Don't start this
Don't let em trick ya and take your soul
Remember one thing you gotta keep the
Devil way down in the hole
If money makes the world go round
And you'll die for it, I got 25 on it
Money to burn it's funny how dirty money and
The money you earn
Gets spent the same way on rent
And plus you need food
Without it you'll die and I don't
Know why it leads to
A life of destruction of
Something worthless anyway
Can't take it when you pass
What's the purpose anyway?
OK, now you're on top of
The fashion and wanna floss
Fucking with niggas flashin' they'll make
You take that number off
So ask yourself was it worth it
Is it really worth it?
You dying for the dollars and
You probably should be murdered
He killin for the bill
It's cause he probably really hurtin'
Like my nigga illy hurtin hold your head
I'll hit you with another kite soon
Wonder why life do him like that
Then bring it right back to him nah'm sayin'
Wanna hear you hear ya bring
It right back to em
Don't let em trick ya and take your soul
Remember one thing you gotta keep the
Devil way down in the hole
Put your mother fucking hand up!