New Fashion Hurricane Chris

[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 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)