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hurricane chris - new fashion lyrics

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[verse 1:]
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 n-gg-s run dey mouth but that’s bout it though

i’m cut throat, to the meat show
and eyes fold lame n-gg-s 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 n-gg- 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 n-gg-s full let me eat these n-gg-s plate
man these rapper n-gg-s full let me eat these n-gg-s plate (like dat huh)

[hook: x2]
i guess that’s the new fashion
all of these rap n-gg-s 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)

[verse 2:]
somebody tell me why most of these n-gg-s actin’ like hoes
and the hoes in the game be realer than most n-gg-s
how many faces you got i mean ma n-gg- come on
you be a different person everytime the tv come on

n-gg- 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 n-gg-s from louisiana ain’t loss everything
so they stay ready to c-ck choppers back and let em go bang (get em up)

blocka blocka big bang spittin out dat big old thang
autilary by the pound sh-t 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 p-ssys
grown -ss man but dey act like dey got nookies
dey grown -ss man but dey act like dey got nookies
n-gg-s grown as man but dey act like dey got nookies (huh?)

[hook: x2]
i guess that’s the new fashion
all of these rap n-gg-s 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)

[verse 3:]
so thats what’s hot out in the streets huh (huh?)
you got a problem with a n-gg- but
you handle all your problems over beats huh
n-gg- yous a beat punk

you get yo -ss straight stole, quick fast
play with us and you won’t sleep for months
(n-gg- you won’t sleep for months)
creepin in this rear view mirror and raise dem heaters up
raise dat desert eagle up

wanna know the truth a lot of these n-gg-s 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 f-ggots
i feel like ice cube man these n-gg-s 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 -ss
51 50 we ten toes deep like that
you know me i keep dem lame -ss n-gg-s on blast! (like dat) (huh)

[hook: x2]
i guess that’s the new fashion
all of these rap n-gg-s 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)

- hurricane chris lyrics

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