Hurricane Chris

Hurricane Chris - New Fashion lyrics

rate me

I'm 18 in a s550 platinum on 22 inches

Dem haters say they gon back me

Tell dem haters come get with me

I'm fenna run da game, these other rappers lame

Only thing they rapping about is dey watches and they chain

I'm a beast with it, that's why I'm fenna run da south

I been listenin to these niggas run dey mouth but that's bout it though

I'm cut throat, to the meat show

And eyes fold lame niggas like a peep show

Fake on me and watch how quick I hit yo block and get respect

And I'm 51 50 so fake on me I break yo neck

And whoever got a problem with somethin da boy say

Found out where dem boys stay I hop out in broad day

Oh yeh you got a vest then I'm goin for the face

You heard about louisiana boy that's where I stay

You gotta be ready to go to war like everyday

And if you ain't gon come outside nigga that's just how we play

Take a trip to my side that ain't cool that ain't straight

So you come through stuntin' and get somethin put in your face

Man these rapper niggas full let me eat these niggas plate

Man these rapper niggas full let me eat these niggas plate (like dat huh)

I guess that's the new fashion

All of these rap niggas actin like (acting like)

It's me and I'm a make em quit rappin

I'm from louisiana I ain't with that slick packin (Yeh)

Somebody tell me why most of these niggas actin like hoes

And the hoes in the game be realer than most niggas

How many faces you got I mean ma nigga come on

You be a different person everytime the tv come on

Nigga that ain't real if you ask me they be fakin'

Come cross me with that talk and I'll send you on a vacation

Ma niggas from louisiana ain't loss everything

So they stay ready to cock choppers back and let em go bang (get em up)

Blocka blocka big bang spittin out dat big old thang

Autilary by the pound shit that will blow up a train (pow!)

Better stay in yo lane pop dat trunk and get that thang

Put a beam on em and tell em make dem nikes do dey thang

Why is the world infested with bodies rookies and pussys

Grown ass man but dey act like dey got nookies

Dey grown ass man but dey act like dey got nookies

Niggas grown as man but dey act like dey got nookies (huh?)

I guess that's the new fashion

All of these rap niggas actin like (acting like)

It's me and I'm a make em quit rappin

I'm from louisiana I ain't with that slick packin (Yeh)

So what's hot out in the streets huh (huh?)

You got a problem with a nigga but

You handle all your problems over beats huh

Nigga yous a beat punk

You get yo ass straight stole, quick fast

Play with us and you gon sleep for months

(nigga you gon sleep for months)

Creepin in this rear view mirror and raise dem heaters up

Raise dat desert eagle up

Wanna kno the truth a lot of these niggas childish

Hoppin on dem tracks and really think dey wildin'

I rep that L O U I S I A N A da state

Where dey holla ay bay bay and keep a clip off in dey safe

And these rappers, they actin like faggots

I feel like ice cube man these niggas need a daddy

Pokin out dey chest and always actin like dey bad

While I'm snappin like a pit ready to get off in dey ass

51 50 we ten toes deep like that

You know me I keep dem lame ass niggas on blast! (like dat) (huh)

I guess that's the new fashion

All of these rap niggas actin like (acting like)

It's me and I'm a make em quit rappin

I'm from louisiana I ain't with that slick packin (Yeh)

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