D-Loc - Young Hooligans lyrics

[Verse 1: D.C.] You bring your knife to a gun fight, n***a get your mind right f**ing with DC i send that a** into the next life Have n***as laughin' at you, mashin' on you, talkin' sh** Smack you up, black you up, tack you up, now picture this This n***a all on stage lookin' ragidy taking mine I say no words, I play it cool, then intoduce Tech N9ne [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] And if you n***as wanna bang It's all jesus ain't nothing but a thing Vill life motherf**er Tecca Nina Leaving every b**h n***a slain [Verse 3: Dalima] Call me insinamal criminal individual hit 'em with a foul So low under investigation by haters that wake mo' show For the iggana I'm iggatra iveme all of my oneyma Players get busted when haters discuss it, they shake Lit makin' hooligans with the lyrical more grand Lookin' over my shoulder for murder again I heard my kid got popped up over a girl man Never been a friend to a foe, a "yes" to a "no" But I stay blessed like poof, make a n***a guess where I go Yo, we down 151 bottles of rum quick Performin' on me keeping it rockin' like some drum sticks Label the warrant, yeah, making this your first down And if you got game chop it up like a pound Knockin' dust to the ground town no for the mentally verbal a**a**in With the D to the L-O-C yelling "We keep on blasting" I'mma get up with my lyrical games Steadily hell he better be wearing a name creep With the milla heat under my seat Cause haters on [Verse 4: D-Loc] "Why they want to hate us" is what I'm thinkin' up in my mind That's the same reason why these bustin' igganas are steadily die Your people cry, cause they don't know half of the story Is two sides to everybody's fall 40 deuce finna take 'em all like school time It's a road call, all you player haters gon' pairs Got mad cause you got embarra**ed Now you want to tear my head off cause you jealous (Why?) Is it because I'mma verbal damage it? Simmer in up in a image makin' all my spinach off of selling cannabis D-Loc and Dalima, the positive the opposite they struggle live Now that we debated all these haters always lookin' at us On the rage what we gots to give Boy, this otherna I'mma k [?] and alimaday [?] put dirt on my [?] But ya ain't stoppin' no kind of progress Mob threats with a sideback Hating got yourself walkin' in Dalima's starting on another project Hating on me? Look at the buddha blastin' with the G Sick to the H-A-S to the E, repeatedly comin' to comin' to repeatedly b**h [Hook x2: Tech N9ne] These young hooligans be f**ing 'em like (POW-POW) Anybody player hatin' on Mitchell Bade they gettin' (fu*kED UP) b**hes all be like (WHAT WHAT) When I hear a n***a If you ever f** with one of my villains your a** is gettin' (fu*kED UP) [Verse 5: D.C.] This city life how can I get pa**ed it Is scandalous, hectic, drastic and even got to [?] How can I escape these snakes I was told to keep faith Catch a new case some on the run to a new state I'm livin' real fine, my mind constantly on doing time, smoke me some weed, cut up some green got the finner rhyme [?] GC These kids sold and I can tell (Tell) And thuggin' ain't make it and tell me what would we prevail A threat to all you [?] [Verse 6: Tech N9ne] That's because a n***a that hates [?] I've been around the world and I-I-I That's where my gra** is greener Then the next man, when I'm lecturin' While had me off in your best friend contraceptin' Leave it left there, face down now [?] through your vest in n***as be mad at me, could it be my lyrical strategy And they wanna get [?] Would me and my villains be f**in' they b**hes' anatomy? It's a lot of n***as vill life'ing on 'em We tote guns and you knifing on 'em Wanna call rouge dog? Best believe, my n***as be bitin' on 'em But the Tech N9ne like Of off in the midwest limelight in a rhyme fight Comin' at 'em be the champion, b**hes' a**es I'm strapping on Dalima, D-Loc, DC, Tech N9ne, it's just recorded Young n***as, such loyalties shall be rewarded [Hook x2: Tech N9ne]