Oh! Baby

[Intro: Hell Razah] "Baby..." One-two [Chorus: Hell Razah] Everybody on the right hand side I wanna see y'all niggas get live in the party tonight All my niggas on the left hand side, I know your high or I know you came to the club, to not die All my niggas in the center, I came to enter In the, middle of your brain cell, it's me, Hell Razah Article one, hit the streets nigga 4th Disciple, and we got the rifle [Hell Razah] I pull in wolves like Adolf Hitler, for my two brothers And two sisters, I tattoo scriptures Love my seed, like I love the Lord I was thirteen, when I first record, now I'm back with a heavier sword It's either rap, crack, or basketball Young kings wanna gun sling, and snatch earrings Eighty seven, it was microphone fiend, and crack king We used to battle on the lunch room table, before labels Now they pay us, so the radio play you You'se a lame nigga, and you know, we know the truth And we back, and we back in the booth, first recoup Then recruit, now salute, we on the loose, ain't ready to shoot Blueberry in our Timberland boot, I'm livin' proof Tell your A&R we burnin' his coupes My lifestyle is danger, Hell Razah, let the name linger Touch my throat, and I cut off ten fingers The street's I'm from, son, everybody's steamers Smokers and heavy drinkers, slingers and chain swingers I'm one of those, Red Hook cats, set up a track Bring your soul to another world, you'll never come back It be that government that made us like that, gave me a gat I be excuses every ghetto inside, is fallen at Got the chick high off of contact, keep the windows up Whoever rollin' with me in here, throw your singles up It's loyalty over money, bitches, and keys Backstab me, snatch his arms out the both of his sleeves Chain and command, explained from a brain of a man We go to war, like the Arabs'll do, from Pakistan Matter fact, like the Sun of Man would, from Bethlehem Drop a jewel that the children out in school, can understand [Chorus: Hell Razah] All my brothers on the right hand side I wanna make sure y'all leave out this party alive And all my ladies on the left hand side, that got a drop and Hold it down, cause we don't got nine lives All my people in the center, I came to enter In the middle of your brain cell, it's me, Hell Razah Article one, hit the streets nigga 4th Disciple, and we got them rifles