Blood
Hell hell hell Lyrics


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Ruger, Rell, yeah
Time for some new blood man
These olf niggaz ain't doin' it, they're nuthin'
Let's do it, Dipset

Respect my G pass as class Greek pass
I'm doing real good but still got my ski mask
And them black gloves is right in the back pocket
So that means no prints on the Ruger when I pop it
Being gangsta, I made it cool, watch how I spray the tool
I beat your girl in March, made you the April's Fool
Whole month of May, extortion fed my goons
I had some beef in May, but they was dead by June
Old rappers ain't nuthin' but old rappers
They be like "Waddup Ruger, I don't even know these rappers"
And they still stuck in the '80s
Wearing rope chains, they lame, the game need some new blood baby
I'm too gun crazy, jeans cost about a thousand
Dutch, juice by the gallons, i'm heavy on the island
I can send 50 scalpels up in C-73
If you come my home locked up niggaz because of me
And everyone of y'all that said some'n about the Set
How they shot, cuz I ain't finished loading up yet
And that Tru dude, he ain't really true dude
Give him half of the clip cuz I'm in a good mood
I do this by myself, I don't need no books
This rap game is gettin' too loose
I'm only making moves with Papoose
So everybody next up, put your neck in a nooce and jump off a roof
And Styles P., naw I ain't coming for your spot
I'm feeling the Hardest Out whether you like it or not
And I bust the brick open, sit it right in the pot
I get to cookin' then get right to the block
Okay, the clips is bananas, when it come to the hammers
I'm probably the reason your projects puttin' up cameras
I'm runnin' through there squeezin', I know you can't stand this
But now y'all understand us, our cars got cameras
And I'm talkin' to you and your man is my other son
Rock two chains, one jealous of the other one
And I fly Lears, whoever said life's fair
Fuck Iraq, I'm goin' to war right here
Bulletproof caddy, I turn down limos
I watch DukeDaGod play frisbee wit' your demos
We ain't signing nobody, the books is closed
But we'll sell you some blow, you can play wit' your nose

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ruger Rell, we need some new blood out here man
This old rappers need to go play bingo somewhere man
Word, Dipset all day
You got what
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah




Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em
Ruger

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Blood" by Hell Hell Hell depict the rapper Ruger expressing his disdain for older rappers and the need for new blood in the rap game. He highlights his gangster lifestyle, with references to his ski mask and black gloves, and boasts about his ability to control his goons and handle his enemies. He also reveals his loyalty to his crew, particularly Papoose, and his willingness to deal drugs.


Throughout the song, Ruger makes it clear that he is not interested in playing by the rules or adhering to traditional values in the rap game. He perceives himself as a leader, claiming that he is the reason why projects are installing cameras, and is not afraid to take on established rappers such as Styles P.


Overall, the lyrics to "Blood" convey Ruger's aggressive and unapologetic attitude towards the rap industry and his readiness to assert his dominance as a new force in the game.


Line by Line Meaning

Respect my G pass as class Greek pass
I demand respect for being a legitimate gangster as well as a respected member of society


I'm doing real good but still got my ski mask
I may seem successful, but I am still willing to commit crimes and conceal my identity


And them black gloves is right in the back pocket
I am always ready to commit a crime and have the tools to do so readily available


So that means no prints on the Ruger when I pop it
I am smart enough to avoid leaving behind evidence when committing crimes


Being gangsta, I made it cool, watch how I spray the tool
I have made the gangster lifestyle popular and will show off my ability to use weapons


I beat your girl in March, made you the April's Fool
I am capable of manipulating others and using them to my advantage


Whole month of May, extortion fed my goons
I use intimidation and extortion to keep my team fed and loyal


I had some beef in May, but they was dead by June
When faced with a problem, I handle it decisively and swiftly


Old rappers ain't nuthin' but old rappers
I view older rappers as irrelevant and unimportant in the current rap scene


They be like "Waddup Ruger, I don't even know these rappers"
Older rappers don't even recognize current rappers because they are not relevant or important enough


And they still stuck in the '80s
Older rappers are outdated and don't adapt to the current times


Wearing rope chains, they lame, the game need some new blood baby
Older rappers are outdated and the rap game needs fresh, new talent


I'm too gun crazy, jeans cost about a thousand
I am obsessed with guns and wealth


Dutch, juice by the gallons, i'm heavy on the island
I am wealthy and live a luxurious lifestyle, particularly in an island setting


I can send 50 scalpels up in C-73
I have the power to send people to harm others and create chaos


If you come my home locked up niggaz because of me
If someone gets arrested because of a crime I committed, I will take revenge on them


And everyone of y'all that said some'n about the Set
Anyone who has spoken negatively about my gang or me will face consequences


How they shot, cuz I ain't finished loading up yet
People have not yet seen what I am fully capable of, and they will not like it


And that Tru dude, he ain't really true dude
There are people in the music industry who are not genuine or trustworthy


Give him half of the clip cuz I'm in a good mood
I am willing to share my wealth and power with those who are loyal to me


I do this by myself, I don't need no books
I rely on my own abilities and experiences, not books or education


This rap game is gettin' too loose
The rap industry is becoming more carefree and needs more discipline


I'm only making moves with Papoose
I only associate with and collaborate with artists who I feel are talented and worthy


So everybody next up, put your neck in a nooce and jump off a roof
I challenge any upcoming artists to prove themselves and take risks in their career


And Styles P., naw I ain't coming for your spot
I am not trying to replace any particular artist, including Styles P


I'm feeling the Hardest Out whether you like it or not
I believe I am the toughest and most influential rapper, and don't care if others don't agree


And I bust the brick open, sit it right in the pot
I am involved in the drug trade and am unafraid to detail my criminal activities in my lyrics


I get to cookin' then get right to the block
I am involved in the drug trade and quickly sell my product once it is ready


Okay, the clips is bananas, when it come to the hammers
I have access to powerful weapons and will use them without hesitation


I'm probably the reason your projects puttin' up cameras
I am causing chaos and danger in the communities where I operate


I'm runnin' through there squeezin', I know you can't stand this
I bring violence and danger to my community and enjoy doing so


But now y'all understand us, our cars got cameras
My gang and I are wealthy and powerful, and can afford the best security measures


And I'm talkin' to you and your man is my other son
I am in charge and can manipulate others to do my bidding


Rock two chains, one jealous of the other one
I am wealthy and have the ability to flaunt my wealth through jewelry


And I fly Lears, whoever said life's fair
I am wealthy enough to own and travel in a private plane, and life is not fair


Fuck Iraq, I'm goin' to war right here
I am willing to create violence and chaos within my own community, rather than in a foreign country


Bulletproof caddy, I turn down limos
I am wealthy and influential enough to make extravagant requests and decisions


I watch DukeDaGod play frisbee wit' your demos
I am dismissive of other artists and their work


We ain't signing nobody, the books is closed
My gang is not interested in signing or working with other artists, and are content with our current roster


But we'll sell you some blow, you can play wit' your nose
We may not work with other artists, but are still involved in the drug trade and make our money that way




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@jasonlions3309

Still banging this banger in 2019

@paydn202

2023**

@mizzle1986

HELL RELL IS ONE OF THE BEST IN THE GAME. UNDER RATED

@geraldkelly2588

Ur complety100% right my guy...........dirty riv

@iAMaLADY

Him and Jr writer best lyricist that was on Dipset

@edgethawavestar2855

@Golden DeviL as well as 40 cal

@melvindouglas5541

I agree with you

@hopesmith7435

What an old skool tune!! Love this, still remember the words x

@johnreed1314

Hope Smith 2

@rickymartin6800

"I watch duke da god play Frisby with your demos "👌😈😭🎥

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