OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Rockstar, Rockstar (Rrahh, Bow)
Im a Rockstar (Stamp it!)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Im So Slimee)
Uh
I'm off a wood, i'm cookin (I'm cookin')
These lil niggas be rookies (On bro')
I play ball, shoot shit, D. Booker (Devin Booker)
He thought shit was a joke, 'til he got shot in his face, now his shit funny lookin' (Funny lookin')
I got this shit in the coat, run up on me? Then, yo' ass gettin' shot out ya' hoodie (Grrahh, Grrahh)
Talkin' that shit, then got broke, nigga a bitch, why he thought he was a bully? (The f*ck?)
Bro' got a box on the blick, shit go "Frrr", you know he love him a fully (Frrr)
We got glocks and Sticks, jump out the whip, leave a nigga lookin' like Woody (Like Woody)
I am that nigga, I'on give a f*ck 'bout no bitch, they can't do shit for me (The f*ck?)
I'on give f*ck 'bout a opp, them niggas bitch, they ain't gon' do shit to me (They suck)
Jump out the car with a Glock, got hit in his shit, now his brains lookin' like dookie (Grrahh, Grrahh)
He tryn' fight in the streets, but I got the fye, I throw these shits like "Hadouken" (HADOUKEN!)
I catch a opp in a streets, I'on got no fye? Uppercut his ass, "Shoryuken" (SHORYUKEN!)
Bow, niggas know 5iveten better (On bro')
$takcheese, I'ma get to the cheddar ($takcheese, $akcheese)
Walkdown, I'ma whip from the sweater (Grrahh)
These redtips burn like pepper (Grrahh)
Lil nigga should've knew better, teachin' the opps, we givin' 'em lessons (Givin' 'em lessons)
Lil niggas gotta' do better, bro' caught a opp, beat his ass with the weapon (Give 'em the weapon)
We swing thru blocks and wreck shit (Skrt)
Terrorizin' the block, shit hectic (Grrahh)
We knock down blocks like Tetris (Grrahh)
Dr-Draw on a opp, sketch him (Sketch him')
Whip out, bah, stretch him (Stretch him)
He in a box, he checked
He tried to box? He got hit in the neck (Grrahh)
Lil5iveten, he the best
I could stamp that on ya' set
These lil niggas can't rap, they ass, recitin' them booty ass lyrics (They ass)
No baseball, I got them sticks in the bat, I'm swingin' this shit like Derrick (Swingin' the bat)
He tried to run, he got hit in his back, we left his lil ass paralyzed (Got hit in his back)
He was talkin' out his top, now his ass up high (He died)
Brodie on his dean, he locked in, readin' the Quran (The Quran)
But, he still be in the streets, tryna' send shit to Allah (Astaghfirullah)
Boy, the streets hotter than grease, better not get yo' ass popped, uh (Bah)
Uh, uh
I'm off a wood, i'm cookin (I'm fried)
These lil niggas be rookies
I play ball, shoot shit, D. Booker (Devin Booker)
He thought shit was a joke, 'til he got shot in his face, now his shit funny lookin' (Funny lookin')
Bro' got a box on the blick, shit go "Frrr", you know he love him a fully (On bro')
I am that nigga, I'on give a f*ck 'bout no bitch, they can't do shit for me (The f*ck?)
I'on give f*ck 'bout a opp, them niggas bitch, they ain't gon' do shit to me (Them niggas suck)
He tryn' fight in the streets, but I got the fye, I throw these shits like "Hadouken" (HADOUKEN!)
I catch a opp in a streets, I'on got no fye? Uppercut his ass, "Shoryuken" (SHORYUKEN!)
Bitch
(Bitch, Uh)
(Uh, uh)
Lil5iveten-Lil5iveten (Rrahh-Rrahh)
Rockstar, Rockstar (Rrahh, Rrahh-Rrahh)
I'm a Rockstar (Rrahh)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Lil5iveten - HADOUKEN! (SHORYUKEN) Lyrics
Lil5iveten - HADOUKEN! (SHORYUKEN) Lyrics
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English
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Rockstar, Rockstar (Rrahh, Bow)
Im a Rockstar (Stamp it!)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Im So Slimee)
Uh
I'm off a wood, i'm cookin (I'm cookin')
These lil niggas be rookies (On bro')
I play ball, shoot shit, D. Booker (Devin Booker)
He thought shit was a joke, 'til he got shot in his face, now his shit funny lookin' (Funny lookin')
I got this shit in the coat, run up on me? Then, yo' ass gettin' shot out ya' hoodie (Grrahh, Grrahh)
Talkin' that shit, then got broke, nigga a bitch, why he thought he was a bully? (The f*ck?)
Bro' got a box on the blick, shit go "Frrr", you know he love him a fully (Frrr)
We got glocks and Sticks, jump out the whip, leave a nigga lookin' like Woody (Like Woody)
I am that nigga, I'on give a f*ck 'bout no bitch, they can't do shit for me (The f*ck?)
I'on give f*ck 'bout a opp, them niggas bitch, they ain't gon' do shit to me (They suck)
Jump out the car with a Glock, got hit in his shit, now his brains lookin' like dookie (Grrahh, Grrahh)
He tryn' fight in the streets, but I got the fye, I throw these shits like "Hadouken" (HADOUKEN!)
I catch a opp in a streets, I'on got no fye? Uppercut his ass, "Shoryuken" (SHORYUKEN!)
Bow, niggas know 5iveten better (On bro')
$takcheese, I'ma get to the cheddar ($takcheese, $akcheese)
Walkdown, I'ma whip from the sweater (Grrahh)
These redtips burn like pepper (Grrahh)
Lil nigga should've knew better, teachin' the opps, we givin' 'em lessons (Givin' 'em lessons)
Lil niggas gotta' do better, bro' caught a opp, beat his ass with the weapon (Give 'em the weapon)
We swing thru blocks and wreck shit (Skrt)
Terrorizin' the block, shit hectic (Grrahh)
We knock down blocks like Tetris (Grrahh)
Dr-Draw on a opp, sketch him (Sketch him')
Whip out, bah, stretch him (Stretch him)
He in a box, he checked
He tried to box? He got hit in the neck (Grrahh)
Lil5iveten, he the best
I could stamp that on ya' set
These lil niggas can't rap, they ass, recitin' them booty ass lyrics (They ass)
No baseball, I got them sticks in the bat, I'm swingin' this shit like Derrick (Swingin' the bat)
He tried to run, he got hit in his back, we left his lil ass paralyzed (Got hit in his back)
He was talkin' out his top, now his ass up high (He died)
Brodie on his dean, he locked in, readin' the Quran (The Quran)
But, he still be in the streets, tryna' send shit to Allah (Astaghfirullah)
Boy, the streets hotter than grease, better not get yo' ass popped, uh (Bah)
Uh, uh
I'm off a wood, i'm cookin (I'm fried)
These lil niggas be rookies
I play ball, shoot shit, D. Booker (Devin Booker)
He thought shit was a joke, 'til he got shot in his face, now his shit funny lookin' (Funny lookin')
Bro' got a box on the blick, shit go "Frrr", you know he love him a fully (On bro')
I am that nigga, I'on give a f*ck 'bout no bitch, they can't do shit for me (The f*ck?)
I'on give f*ck 'bout a opp, them niggas bitch, they ain't gon' do shit to me (Them niggas suck)
He tryn' fight in the streets, but I got the fye, I throw these shits like "Hadouken" (HADOUKEN!)
I catch a opp in a streets, I'on got no fye? Uppercut his ass, "Shoryuken" (SHORYUKEN!)
Bitch
(Bitch, Uh)
(Uh, uh)
Lil5iveten-Lil5iveten (Rrahh-Rrahh)
Rockstar, Rockstar (Rrahh, Rrahh-Rrahh)
I'm a Rockstar (Rrahh)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Rockstar, Rockstar (Rrahh, Bow)
Im a Rockstar (Stamp it!)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Im So Slimee)
Uh
I'm off a wood, i'm cookin (I'm cookin')
These lil niggas be rookies (On bro')
I play ball, shoot shit, D. Booker (Devin Booker)
He thought shit was a joke, 'til he got shot in his face, now his shit funny lookin' (Funny lookin')
I got this shit in the coat, run up on me? Then, yo' ass gettin' shot out ya' hoodie (Grrahh, Grrahh)
Talkin' that shit, then got broke, nigga a bitch, why he thought he was a bully? (The f*ck?)
Bro' got a box on the blick, shit go "Frrr", you know he love him a fully (Frrr)
We got glocks and Sticks, jump out the whip, leave a nigga lookin' like Woody (Like Woody)
I am that nigga, I'on give a f*ck 'bout no bitch, they can't do shit for me (The f*ck?)
I'on give f*ck 'bout a opp, them niggas bitch, they ain't gon' do shit to me (They suck)
Jump out the car with a Glock, got hit in his shit, now his brains lookin' like dookie (Grrahh, Grrahh)
He tryn' fight in the streets, but I got the fye, I throw these shits like "Hadouken" (HADOUKEN!)
I catch a opp in a streets, I'on got no fye? Uppercut his ass, "Shoryuken" (SHORYUKEN!)
Bow, niggas know 5iveten better (On bro')
$takcheese, I'ma get to the cheddar ($takcheese, $akcheese)
Walkdown, I'ma whip from the sweater (Grrahh)
These redtips burn like pepper (Grrahh)
Lil nigga should've knew better, teachin' the opps, we givin' 'em lessons (Givin' 'em lessons)
Lil niggas gotta' do better, bro' caught a opp, beat his ass with the weapon (Give 'em the weapon)
We swing thru blocks and wreck shit (Skrt)
Terrorizin' the block, shit hectic (Grrahh)
We knock down blocks like Tetris (Grrahh)
Dr-Draw on a opp, sketch him (Sketch him')
Whip out, bah, stretch him (Stretch him)
He in a box, he checked
He tried to box? He got hit in the neck (Grrahh)
Lil5iveten, he the best
I could stamp that on ya' set
These lil niggas can't rap, they ass, recitin' them booty ass lyrics (They ass)
No baseball, I got them sticks in the bat, I'm swingin' this shit like Derrick (Swingin' the bat)
He tried to run, he got hit in his back, we left his lil ass paralyzed (Got hit in his back)
He was talkin' out his top, now his ass up high (He died)
Brodie on his dean, he locked in, readin' the Quran (The Quran)
But, he still be in the streets, tryna' send shit to Allah (Astaghfirullah)
Boy, the streets hotter than grease, better not get yo' ass popped, uh (Bah)
Uh, uh
I'm off a wood, i'm cookin (I'm fried)
These lil niggas be rookies
I play ball, shoot shit, D. Booker (Devin Booker)
He thought shit was a joke, 'til he got shot in his face, now his shit funny lookin' (Funny lookin')
Bro' got a box on the blick, shit go "Frrr", you know he love him a fully (On bro')
I am that nigga, I'on give a f*ck 'bout no bitch, they can't do shit for me (The f*ck?)
I'on give f*ck 'bout a opp, them niggas bitch, they ain't gon' do shit to me (Them niggas suck)
He tryn' fight in the streets, but I got the fye, I throw these shits like "Hadouken" (HADOUKEN!)
I catch a opp in a streets, I'on got no fye? Uppercut his ass, "Shoryuken" (SHORYUKEN!)
Bitch
(Bitch, Uh)
(Uh, uh)
Lil5iveten-Lil5iveten (Rrahh-Rrahh)
Rockstar, Rockstar (Rrahh, Rrahh-Rrahh)
I'm a Rockstar (Rrahh)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Writer: Abdullah Bey
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid