Hell Rell - Jesus in My Life lyrics

[Hell Rell] Surgeon General, what's hood, what's good n***a Hell Rell, DipSet n***a (all day, everyday) BX is the borough (yes sir) Sha you lay the groundwork down man (groundwork!) This is groundwork right here man This is nothin (this is nothin) Rollin up my sleeves on a n***a (let's do it) uh-huh, yeah All my G's in N.Y. carry big fo'-fives Chicago, L.A. prefer them AK's All Philly n***as, is Mac milli' n***as Every thug in St. Louis bought an uzi Now who's the real dookie? Meanin who's really the sh**? Frank White, rest in peace, you was really the sh** (R.I.P.) And them hoes went crazy when I hopped out the Beemer Had on so much ice looked like I hopped out the freezer (brrr) Eagle got rainbow rocks (rocks) and them whips is fruity Banana Benzes, mango drops (look at 'em) Listen playbot we ain't gon' stop (nah) Yeah your gun bust but what makes you think mine ain't gon' pop? (pop) Gettin fresh out homey, just came from the mountains (mountains) Since I been home a lot of n***as been frownin (I see y'all) Runnin 'round poutin, like this SK won't pop Leave you stretched out right in front of they house And these, lil' n***as runnin 'round with lil' heaters 'Bout to send bullet at 'em size of my middle finger (uh-huh) And, youse a little middleman in the middle of a little war Yeah I'm on my Big Pun sh**, I run sh** (woo!) I got enough guns and clips to take on a SWAT team (c'mon) Red dots, all of 'em got beams (yeah) And moms talkin 'bout I need Jesus in my life (what?) Look he hangin from my neck, I got Jesus in my life n***a