Hell Yeah (Pimp The System) lyrics

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Dead Prez Hell Yeah (Pimp The System) lyrics

 
Holton Street
Dean Street (click clack)
President (uh huh)
Nostril out (DP's)
Orange Al (RPG's)
Tee Town (Who wanna ride?)
Brooklyn
Come on, Come on

Sittin' in the living room on the floor
All the pain got me on some migraine shit
But I'm gonna maintain
Nigga got 2 or 3 dollars to my name
And my homies in the same boat going through the same thing
Ready for a cake
Better plot for the paper
We been living in the dark since April
On the candle
Gotta get a handle
My homie got a 25 automatic added to the gamble
Nigga get the phone book look up in the yellow page
Lemme tell you how we fend to get paid
We gonna order take-out and when we see the driver
We gonna stick the 25 up in his face
Lets ride, stepping outside like warriors
Head to the notorious Southside
One weapon to the four of us
Hiding in the corridor until we see the beam from the car headlights
White boy in the wrong place at the right time
Soon as the car door open up he mine
We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose
By the look on his face he probably shitted in his clothes
You know what this is
It's a stick up
Gimme the do' from your pickups
You ran into the wrong niggaz
We running down the block hot with these texa boxes
So we split up and met back at the apartment

Hell yeah (yo ain't you hungry my nigga?)
Hell yeah (you wanna get paid my nigga?)
Hell yeah (ain't you tired of starving my nigga?)
Hell yeah (well lets ride then)
Hell yeah, Hell yeah
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I know a way we can get paid you can get down but you can't be afraid
Let's go to the DMV
And get a ID
The name says you but the face is me
Now it's your turn take my paper work
Like 1, 2, 3 lets make it work
Then, fill out the credit card application
And it's gonna be bout 3 weeks a waiting
For American Express
Discoviry card
Platinum visa, master card
Cause we was spooked as shit like we's was targets
Now we just walk right up and say charge it
To the game we rocking brand names
Well known at the parkin store chains
We even got the boys in the crew a few things
Po Po never know who to true blame
Sto' after Sto' you know we kept rolling
Wait two weeks report the car stolen
Repeat the cycle like a like a laundry mat
Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch
Coming out the mall with the shopping bags
We can take it right back then get the cash
Yea, get a friend and then do it again
Damn right that's how we paid the rent

Hell yeah
Time to get this paper
I'm down for the caper
We're steady on the grind
It's a deadly struggle
We all gotta hustle
This is the way we survive
(repeat)

I know a caper
We can get some government paper
You know food stamps can we really do that
Hell yea, right there for the taking
Fuck welfare we say reparations
And, uh, you know the grind
Get up early get in the line and just wait
Everybody on break that's part of the game
And when they call your name
Ms. Case Worker let my state my claim
I'm homeless, jobless, times is hard, I'm 'bout hopeless
But I gotta eat regardless
No family to run to I'm 22
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do
My sad story made her feel close to me
I made her feel like it was an emergency
When I came to the crib niggaz couldn't believe
I came back with a big bag of groceries (hell yeah)

Every job I ever had I had to get on the first day
I find out how to pimp on the system
Two steps ahead of the manager
Getting over on the regular tax free money out of the register
And when I'm working late nights stockin' boxes I'm creepin' their merchandise
And don't put me on dishes I'm dropping them bitches
And taking all day long to mop the kitchen shit
We ain't getting paid commission, minimum wage, modern day slave conditions
Got me flippin' burgers with no power
Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour
I'm not the one to kiss ass for the top position
I take mine off the top like a politician
Where I'm from doing dirt is a part of living
I got mouths to feed dog I gots to get it

Hell yeah (you down to roll my nigga?)
Hell yeah (you ready to get your hands dirty my nigga?)
Hell yeah (your woman need money and things my nigga?)
Hell yeah (well lets ride then)
Hell yeah

If you claiming gangsta
Then bang on the system
And show that you ready to ride
Till we get our freedom
We got to get over
We steady on the grind
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by deadprezzzz on Dec 31st 2008   6:43 pm
These are much closer to the correct lyrics:

Holton street
dean street (click clack)
president (uh huh)
nostril ave (dp's)
orange ave(rpg's)
t town (who wanna ride? )
brooklyn
come on, come on

Sittin' in the living room on the floor
hunger pang got me on some migraine shit
but i'ma maintain
nigga got 2 or 3 dollars to my name
and my homies in the same boat going through the same thing
ready for a caper
better plot for the paper
we been living in the dark since april
on the candle
gotta get a handle
my homie got a 25 automatic added to the gamble
nigga get the phone book look up in the yellow page
lemme tell you how we fittin to get paid
we gonna order take-out and when we see the driver
we gonna stick the 25 up in his face
lets ride, stepping outside like warriors
head to the notorious southside
one weapon to the four of us
hiding in the corridor until we see the beam from the car headlights
white boy in the wrong place at the right time
soon as the car door open up he mine
we roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose
by the look on his face he probably shitted in his clothes
you know what this is
it's a stick up
gimme the do' from your pickups
you ran into the wrong niggaz
we running down the block hot with these stacks 'o boxes
so we split up and met back at the apartment

Hell yeah (yo ain't you hungry my nigga? )
hell yeah (you wanna get paid my nigga? )
hell yeah (ain't you tired of starving my nigga? )
hell yeah (well lets ride then)
hell yeah, hell yeah

I know a way we can get paid you can get down but you can't be afraid
let's go to the dmv
and get a id
the name says you but the face is me
now it's your turn take my paper work
like 1, 2, 3 lets make it work
then, fill out the credit card application
and it's gonna be bout 3 weeks 'o waiting
for american express
discover card
platinum visa, master card
cause we was spooked as shit then we's was targets
now we just walk right up and say charge it
to the game we rocking brand names
well known at the parkin store chains
we even got the boys in the crew a few things
po po never know who to true blame
sto' after sto' you know we kept rolling
wait two weeks report the card stolen
repeat the cycle like a like a laundry mat
like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch
coming out the mall with the shopping bags
we can take it right back then get the cash
yea, get a friend and then do it again
damn right that's how we paid the rent

Hell yeah
got to get this paper
i'm down for the caper
we steady on the grind
it's a daily struggle
we all gotta hustle
this is the way we survive
(repeat)

I know a caper
we can get some government paper
you know food stamps can we really do that
hell yea, right there for the taking
fuck welfare we say reparations
and, uh, you know the grind
get up early get in the line and just wait
everybody on break that's part of the game
and when they call your name
ms. Case worker let my state my claim
i'm homeless, jobless, times is hard, i'm 'bout hopeless
but i gotta eat regardless
no family to run to i'm 22
now tell me what the fuck am i supposed to do
my sad story made her feel close to me
i made her feel like it was an emergency
when i came to the crib niggaz couldn't believe
i came back with a big bag of groceries (hell yeah)

Every job i ever had i had to get on the first day
i find out how to pimp on the system
two steps ahead of the manager
getting over on the regular tax free money out of the register
and when i'm working late nights stockin' boxes i'm creepin' their merchandise
and don't put me on dishes i'm dropping them bitches
and taking all day long to mop the kitchen shit
we ain't getting paid commission, minimum wage, modern day slave conditions
got me flippin' burgers with no power
can't even buy one off what i make in an hour
i'm not the one to kiss ass for the top position
i take mine off the top like a politician
where i'm from doing dirt is a part of living
i got mouths to feed dog i gots to get it

Hell yeah (you down to roll my nigga? )
hell yeah (you ready to get your hands dirty my nigga? )
hell yeah (your woman need money and things my nigga? )
hell yeah (well lets ride then)
hell yeah

If you claiming gangsta
then bang on the system
and show that you ready to ride
till we get our freedom
we got to get over
we steady on the grind
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