Hell Yeah (feat. Diddy) Song Lyrics

Shorty, what the mood is? Stacks on deck
(Hell yeah)
Is that your life savings layin' 'round your neck
(Hell yeah)

You place 'em shoes on that old school Lac
(Hell yeah)
Is you my nigga 'til they take your last breath?
(Hell yeah)

Any kind I'm with your way, with your way, I'm with you
(Hell yeah)
Any kind I'm with your way, with your way, I'm with you
(Hell yeah)

Any kind I'm with your way, with your way, I'm with you
(Hell yeah)
Any kind I'm with your way, with your way, I'm with you

Everybody know me, better believe I'm O.G.
Back, back, gimme four feet for the iron, leave you with a slow leak
Slow creep through your neighborhood
Black SS with the Gator and the wood
350 big block under my hood, crack my window, smell that good

Wipe it down, I wish you would, bite my style, you wish you could
On my town I rep my hood 'til they lay me down, it's understood
Oh yeah, I ride for my homies, I die for my homies
I lost a couple loved, yeah, I cry for my homies

Big guap on deck, crack rocks on my neck
Patron shots up next, make it rain, leave 'em wet
What I got you can get it, pimp, tell what's the bid'ness pimp?
Fresh cake, then make them flip, then be shoppin' on the imp

If you think I'm lyin' then my name ain't Joc
The hustle gotta hollerate 'cause I ain't gon' stop
Yeah, I play my cards well but this ain't poker, I ain't bluffin'
And if you thug it like I thug it then I got one question

Shorty, what the mood is? Stacks on deck
(Hell yeah)
Is that your life savings layin' 'round your neck
(Hell yeah)