Give Em Hell

Damn, Brandon [Hook] Ay, give 'em Hell Damn, give 'em Hell I'm 'bout to give 'em Hell I'm 'bout to give 'em Hell I'm 'bout to give 'em Hell I love Jesus Christ, but I'm 'bout to give 'em Hell I'm 'bout to give 'em Hell I'm 'bout to give 'em Hell I wanna go to Heaven, but I'm about to give 'em Hell I'm 'bout to give 'em Hell I'm 'bout to give 'em Hell I'm 'bout to give 'em Hell [Verse One] Free Lil' Hollywood They just gave my brother 40 huh God bless Lil Manman cause he walked 'round with the 40 Hope a nigga don't try, he gon' give a nigga 20, hold up Goddam why the judge give my nigga 20? I like eatin' good, I like eatin' hibachi Wnen I get my drugs, get my drugs for the dirt cheap All my niggas good, they don't never ask for nothin' All these niggas takin' partner pictures, man they frontin' I don't parley with frienemies... Or enemies Nigga don't try to belittle me, I'm at Wimbledon Serena and Venus they chillin' with me, for real though All my niggas gettin' money, all yo' niggas need to chill though [Hook] [Verse Two] R.I.P. my momma that's the queen of Atlanta, hey God bless Lil Mic cause he got 50 in the hammer, hey Hope a nigga don't try, he gon' give him half a hunna We just let the window down, they just got the runnin' Did you pick up all your shells? They got lil' partner but he got bail I guarantee that he won't tell But if he do... Pew-pew-pew, oh well I won't lie to save my life Rappers lyin' they ain't right Lil niggas they imitate Imagine if the real were fake [Hook] Damn, Brandon