hip hop hooliguns - hooligans lyrics
intro
macha hurdangg
chorus
everyday, every night, every mic ripping up
hooligans (x4)
[verse 1 : ice cold]
first things first, i be full of beans
fit as a fiddle, now murdering the scenes
life is a riddle , i’m puzzled in it
hustling and hustling in double limits
i don’t fight fire with fire
ice on the mic , i keep it higher
my past was dark, my future be brighter
for all you minors i be the rider
picture me rolling with top 10
4 forever , noone can hop in
mess with us we chop em
p-ss the mic we rock em
my whole crew be savage. (savage)
20 of you we damage. (damage)
all i spit is knowledge. (knowledge)
k!lling all you garbage
[verse 2 : hervin a.k.a alien]
i was trippin’ acid (acid)
then i had to track it (track it)
all these life i toss it (toss it)
graduate of college (college)
all these women lie (lie)
all these moments lie (moments lie)
trippy on the side (trippy on the side)
broken deep inside (broken deep inside)
just a hooligan, trynna rock my style, all i got is sawg, trouble (whooooo)
homies look alike, fakes look alike, then we all go hustle (whooooo)
this rapper buy view’s (this rapper buy view’s)
this rapper buy view’s (this rapper buy view’s)
then he go hide too (then he go hide too)
then he go act cool
how could all this rapper’s fake a roc-a-fella chain (roc-a)
we the best in the game popin’ no champagne
chorus
everyday, every night, every mic ripping up
hooligans (x4)
[verse 3 : b-fab]
back in time i didn’t know what will i do
i thought why not be a popular dude
people hate me cos i’m mouthful of truths
i’m fully loaded and i’m back in the booth
i’m slapping you fools take you back to the school
we coming right at you
we gonna ride it too
if you don’t stay loyal we ain’t gonna ride with you
we ain’t gonna ride with you
you’re not my compet-tion
so please sign me a calm pet-tion
i’m ready in my arm position
to punch you if you’re my opposition
you breached the peace and
unleashed the beat
it’s time to teach this kids to keep limits
keep limits
i said it
keep limits
[verse 4 : dead poet]
sunny summer and i skipped supper
now i’m k!lling every verse
like serial murder case
going undercover
here for the grammar not for your glamour
look how i give you that trauma
this ain’t no place for your drama
minimal energy pushing up boundaries
i’m in a place where you can never reach
crawling through the dirt
every step i learned
vision like al-capone flow like big n pun
spit on my microphone hooligan(×3)
everyday, every night, every mic ripping up
hooligans (x4)
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