Key! - Give Em Hell lyrics

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 n***a don't try, he gon' give a n***a 20, hold up Goddam why the judge give my n***a 20? I like eatin' good, I like eatin' hibachi Wnen I get my d**, get my d** for the dirt cheap All my n***as good, they don't never ask for nothin' All these n***as takin' partner pictures, man they frontin' I don't parley with frienemies... Or enemies n***a don't try to belittle me, I'm at Wimbledon Serena and Venus they chillin' with me, for real though All my n***as gettin' money, all yo' n***as 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 n***a 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 n***as they imitate Imagine if the real were fake [Hook] Damn, Brandon