Hurricane Chris New Fashion Lyrics

[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____s run dey mouth but that's bout it though

I'm cut throat, to the meat show
And eyes fold lame n____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____ 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____s full let me eat these n____s plate
Man these rapper n____s full let me eat these n____s plate (like dat huh)

[Hook: x2]
I guess that's the new fashion
All of these rap n____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____s actin' like hoes
And the hoes in the game be realer than most n____s
How many faces you got I mean ma n____ come on
You be a different person everytime the tv come on

n____ 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____s from louisiana ain't loss everything
So they stay ready to c___ choppers back and let em go bang (get em up)

Blocka blocka big bang spittin out dat big old thang
Autilary by the pound s___ 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____s
Grown a__ man but dey act like dey got nookies
Dey grown a__ man but dey act like dey got nookies
n____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____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____ but
You handle all your problems over beats huh
n____ yous a beat punk

You get yo a__ straight stole, quick fast
Play with us and you won't sleep for months
(n____ 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____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__gots
I feel like ice cube man these n____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 a__
51 50 we ten toes deep like that
You know me I keep dem lame a__ n____s on blast! (like dat) (huh)

[Hook: x2]
I guess that's the new fashion
All of these rap n____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)

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