Streets Gonna Love Me Hell Rell

Uh-huh, Dipset (They gon' love me) Uh, yes, uh (They gon' love me) Uh-huh, uh-huh, yes We live for 'em, we die for 'em Chorus: I love the streets and the (streets don't love me) Be in the streets and the

Hell Rell Freestyle (Feat. Hell Rell) The Diplomats

Hell RellNigga what cha money like I keep dough, E-Hole Spice the track up like a doe bow Sasone's a free throw My hitman Janito He don't speak no English lingo And he fresh off the plane from Puerto Rico

Show Off Hell Rell

Hell Rell:Show it off (Show it off) Show it off (Show it off) Show it off Dipset! Yea! (Ruger!) You know we like showin off right? (Uh huh) So we gon bring the money and the cars out (Okay) Woooo!

Paper Boy Hell Rell

Blazin' artist Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Rugar Rell Dipset let's go [Verse 1:] Welcome you niggas to world war three Turn his lights out I shine brighter than paul wall teeth Fuck this rap game fuck it it needs

You Know What It Is (Feat. Young Dro) Hell Rell

a job She ain't ever worked before But her ass crazy fat And she know how to work the pole And she smoke a lil purp And she do it after work And she party all night And talk all day on the chirp Want me

Freestyle Hell Rell

i plot over seas you down in a alley im down in the alley down in the alley deminishin and finishin the public if you aint know dawg dats the dominican republic u feelin get ur mug lift fucking with me

Let's Go (Feat. Hell Rell) The Diplomats

' (Let's get it on) Yeah you dealin' with a pimp from the hood Keep a chick from the hood Quick to tell her aye (Let's get it on) Come on Let's go I'm tryin' to do it so aye (Let's get it on) I'm one hell

Built This City (Feat. Hell Rell) The Diplomats

We built this city on rock (on rock) We built this city (from bottom to top) We built this city (through the agony and pain, diplomatic will reign) [Jimmy Jones] Ay yo, my dipset Taliban We on these streets

Back In The Building (Feat. Hell Rell) The Diplomats

These coward-ass niggas don't understand nothin' 'til you apply pressure to 'em Hell Rell, Heatmakerz, DipSet all day Verse 1Gangstas fuck with me, hustlers fuck with me Cause they grew up on the same

As One Jay-Z

It's the world reknown Internationally connected Locally accepted Roc-A-Fella Records Don't get it confused ([Rell:] "Roc, baby") Doin' what we do ([Rell:] "It's The Roc, baby") B.

This Is What I Do (Feat. Hell Rell) The Diplomats

you amongst the diplomat community this my man Hellrell, he locked up he bout to come home hit em Rell (Hellrell) By the time this shit touch the streets ill prolly be shackeled down on the bus wit beats

Takin' It To The Streets (With Love and Theft) The Doobie Brothers

You don't know me but I'm your brother I was raised here in this living hell You don't know my kind in your world Fairly soon the time will tell You, telling me the things you're gonna do for me I ain't

HELL SONG Down by Law

all around the world i've seen the right wing on the streets boots and braces or three-piece suits; it's all the same to me fists and fury sound street frustration in every nation commerce calls the

Could It Be (with Rell) Tweet

[Rell] Started out a boy That didn't know the game So many years I remained the same Used to be a love maker Heartbreaker Major card player Never thought My heart would ever change Since

Love For Free Jay-Z

[Rell] Baby, why are you chasing that man?

Love For Free Jay Z/Rell F

[Rell] Baby, why are you chasing that man?

Whatever U Wanna Call It (Feat. Hell Rell) Juelz Santana

Hell Rell [Intro] Uh-ohhhh! Cold cold time again baby I'm back in the, back in the, back in the building Juelz Santana (Aye!)

no better love young gunz

than that [CHORUS] [Rell singin'] Dont stop givin me your lovin Cuz my hearts been racin for your lovin I wont give it up for nothin (cuz there's no better love) Girl you got me goin crazy You

No Better Love young gunz

than that [CHORUS] [Rell singin'] Dont stop givin me your lovin Cuz my hearts been racin for your lovin I wont give it up for nothin (cuz there's no better love) Girl you got me goin crazy You

Victim Of The Ghetto (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Rell) Freeway

Ch Down in my area, chk a chk uh real shit nigga uh It's the ROC Yeah, Free yeah uh feel me Pa pause Yo yo I was born in West but migrated to North Remember cold nights grindin' AK and a toss Four door

The Best Out (Feat. JR Writer, Hell Rell, 40 Cal. & Bezel) The Diplomats

Hell Rell, JR Writer, 40-Cal) Intro:Hell Rell Okay, okay, okay yes sir Hell Rell, J R Writer(Forty) This is how we do it I am one of a kind(yeah) Its now or never nigga Times up muthafucka Lets do this

Takin' It To The Streets The Doobie Brothers

You don't know me but I'm your brother I was raised here in this living hell You don't know my kind in your world Fairly soon the time will tell You, telling me the things you're gonna do for me I ain't

Takin' It to the Streets (Live) The Doobie Brothers

You don't know me but I'm your brother I was raised here in this living hell You don't know my kind in your world Fairly soon the time will tell You, telling me the things you're gonna do for me I ain't

Takin' It To The Streets (Single Ver.) Michael McDonald

You don't know me but I'm your brother I was raised here in this living hell You don't know my kind in your world Fairly soon the time will tell You, telling me the things you're gonna do for me

Hell To Pay Deep Purple

"Big Betty or Two-tone Annie his hair was never right He used to be cool with a glint in his eye but he lost it overnight Spinning would change and things are rearranged and then Annie says to me Nothing

Takin' It To The Streets Take 6

You don't know me but I'm your brother I was raised here in this living hell You don't know my kind in your world Fairly soon the time will tell You, telling me the things you're gonna do for me I ain't

More Than Music (Feat. DukeDaGod, Hell Rell & JR Writer) The Diplomats

"Yeah, ok (We gonna do it like this) Back again Santana (ohh) F*** with yo boy (dipset) Dipset Yo I try to be easy I try to be calm breathe easy, it don't seem easy I'm on my Ps and Qs, Ys and

Dipset Symphony (Feat. Juelz Santana, Jim Jon Es, Hell Rell, JR Writer, 40 Cal. & Un Kasa) The Diplomats

Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, Hell Rell, JR Writer, 40 Cal & Unkasa) Intro I dont care what yall say, what yall do, but yall better rep harlem until the goddamn music is through.

Dead End Road Jelly Roll

is the road I'm on I need to turn around before I'm too far gone If I'm ever gonna make it on them streets of gold I gotta quit livin' on a dead end road I'm a red-linin', low-lifein', anything but law-abidin

Get Ready Accept

I say come on Can you stand the heat You feel the flames Burning in the streets Get it on - get it on The stars of heaven Will fall today You'll know the devil you know Had his day Hell

What I Wanna B M.O.P.

[samples looped and chopped at the beginning] What I'm what I'm gonna be... and I... Be... and I... be-be... and I... be [Rell:] What I'm gonna be Be... and I... what I'm gonna be...

Your Love Jay Z/Rell F

Jay [Christion] (Bring back your love) Bring back your love babe [Jay-Z] For the color y'all (bring back your love) Funk dat [Christion] Bring back your love [Jay-Z] (Bring back your love) Geyeah

Gonna Make You Love Me Ryan Adams

Riot on the streets, the touch beneath the sheets It's only gonna make you love me more The cops they got the guns, the night destroys the sun It's only gonna make you love me more This old

Same Streets Bombshell Rocks

A boys grabs a bottle And another boy plays with powerful chords At full throttle What you gonna do when you are pissed and bored Garage entertainment Outside the door there´s a living hell And

Long Gone UFO

Skulking in the mean streets whispering in the halls Redlight bandits on the corner give no quarter calls Infectious garbage fills the streets and in their eyes you know A thin blue line bends and breaks

Celebration Jay Z/Rell F

[hispanic voice same as "Intro" from _In My Lifetime Vol. 1_] What you think you like me? You ain't like me *motherfucker* You a punk I been with MANY people..

I'm A Gee (Feat. Rell) Styles P

Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; they keep tellin me things gettin better Yayyyy-yeahhh-yeahh; but I`ma do me, you can say whatever I`m a G Ghost, never on the swag shit Guess it`s a sad thing my tarot card is

Hell Jim Adkins

You just feel the way you feel And you'd only feel yourself I'm gonna see what I can see Until you show me something else Well tell me how am I supposed to know Your heart's away some place Maybe now,

Hell Jon Spencer Blues Explosion

you know me well I hear the guy waked out I'm never gonna clean up Oh no oh no oh no I don't care to get it Waking up alone I heard you ran off friend Oh! you don't go I said man I know Oh!

hell Ellis, CHASTITY

well it can’t be any worse than this all that fire does is burn all that fire does if burn so tell me what it’s gonna take for you to believe it?

One Foot In Hell Queensryche

Back streets . . . oh hell, back where I started from theres not a thing . . . but you. When they took you, when they took you from me and left you bleeding on that concrete floor.

Gonna Do It My Way White Lion

I have seen it With my own two eyes I have tasted it Like a million times I have walked it For miles and miles And in the end well I wasn't quite sure Just where I began If you ask me Was it all worth

Streets In Paradise Vixen

Pretty people pretty cars Living in the lap of luxury But this precious fantasy Seems so close when it's so far from me Tell me where to get in line Show me how to change my luck this time People turn

Barefoot Through The Streets Blind Freddy

Do you remember walking barefoot throught the streets The midnight sun Be aware Cherrie if you want to change your mind I’m gonna change my mind for you Can we work it out You make me feel alive Spread

The Pit (Feat. JR Writer, Hell Rell & 40 Cal.) The Diplomats

wild funny Soon as I step in and want to grab on the gator like Crocodile Dundy See I'm the worst round, you'll hit the dirt ground I surf towns in Jaguars that's dirt brown I know it hurt clown, to see me

Hell Town Story Level 42

the kitchen (Can't) find the pills that she lives on, it's a plot See her world come crashing down, she's looking older The Prom Queen ain't so pretty now, like it or not It's just another little hell

Burning Hell R.E.M.

Women got legs, men got pants I got the picnic, you got the ants, Put it in the fire heaven knows Take my torch and touch your toes in hell It's a burning hell You can burn in hell It's a burning

Burning Hell R.E.M

Women got legs, men got pants I got the picnic, you got the ants, Put it in the fire heaven knows Take my torch and touch your toes in hell It's a burning hell You can burn in hell It's a burning

Streets Of Where I'm From Old 97's

Where's a boy with bad intentions gonna settle down? And I don't know what you've been told, The streets of where I'm from are paved with hearts instead of gold.

Crash-Pad Driver Poni Hoax

Here we drive through the smog and the rain Osakan girl selling shrimps and fame I love to breathe all these toxic fumes See me dancing all alone in my room In my brand new costume Call it hell I call