Hell Cats

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[Chorus: Kasher Quon] Hellcats, a lotta racks Fucking hoes, more straps I'm on my young nigga shit Young niggas run this bitch Hellcats, a lotta racks Fucking hoes, more straps I'm on my young nigga shit Young niggas run this bitch [Verse 1: Webbo] Ain't no role model, still on the road, I still get it in Stil shooting trips [?] trips to the ten Just dropped me a new cat, like fuck a new Benz My young dawg just made it back with them racks again All these niggas talking down, what's that capping for? Like I ain't been did this shit, and I'm back for more Your bitch have some good pussy, had to ask for more Fell off a couple times, now I'm back with bro I'm back, nigga, eating crab legs in my Versace My bitch [?] you do for [?] Hibocci Bad thick brownskin, she look like [?] All these diamonds on me cold, make it feel like December [Verse 2: Kasher Quon] That's your bitch on my line, but you know I spent her Send me an address, but I still didn't get her You done tricked with the bitch, and you still ain't hit her Pour a duse everyday, R.I.P. my liver Hit your mans with a chop, R.I.P. that nigga If I was you, man, I wouldn't wanna be that nigga [?] take you upstairs, don't wanna meet that nigga Boy tryna snatch my chain, I'll beat that nigga Heard your mans locked up, they can keep that nigga Cooked up [?] don't wanna eat that, nigga Facing 15 or 20, I can't see that nigga Basicley, what I'm saying, is I don't wanna be that nigga [Chorus: Kasher Quon] Hellcats, a lotta racks Fucking hoes, more straps I'm on my young nigga shit Young niggas run this bitch Hellcats, a lotta racks Fucking hoes, more straps I'm on my young nigga shit Young niggas run this bitch
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- Writers
- Webbo
- Kasher Quon