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Hurricane Wrist
Shout out to the Squad!
King Yella, Yella Corleone
Aye! Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye!
(Let's Get it!)
Let's Go!
Hurricane Wrist! Hurricane Wrist!
In the kitchen whippin' work, Hurricane Wrist!
Gold rolly on my arm, Hurricane Wrist!
Got a lotta 'Ay Baby's, Hurricane Twist!
I be flexing, going hard, Hurricane Wrist!
Yella Corleone the man, Hurricane Wrist!
Drop a nigga in the ground, Hurricane Shit!
When a flip a nigga car, Hurricane Twist!
Know I be flexing I don't give a fuck!
Catch a nigga lackin' ima hit him up!
1st day home, my nigga hit me up but you ain't know shit, cos you aint killed before!
Get your aim up, nigga man down!
I been trapping everyday you know I run this town!
Hurricane Wrist, Hurricane Gun
Shot the nigga car watch a hurricane come
you know my name, Yella Corleone nigga
50 shots end out for your dome nigga, I'm home nigga, fuck the dome nigga, riding with my niggas and they riding raw nigga
(Let's Get it!)
Left your 30 at the block you get stoved nigga!
you ain't get tough nigga cos you's a fuck nigga
shoot me again you might get lucky nigga (Psych!) but you won't, cos your tail is tucked nigga!
Hurricane Wrist! Hurricane Wrist!
In the kitchen whippin' work, Hurricane Wrist!
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Gold rolly on my arm, Hurricane Wrist!
Got a lotta 'Ay Baby's, Hurricane Twist!
I be flexing, going hard, Hurricane Wrist!
Yella Corleone the man, Hurricane Wrist!
Drop a nigga in the ground, Hurricane Shit!
When a flip a nigga car, Hurricane Twist!
Fuck a OTF, Fuck a GBE, I blow for 00 (double 0) cos 00 gon' blow for me!
(double 0 a hoe)
Fuck a Keef, Fuck a Durk, nigga fuck O'Dee! Bitches all on me! its like they guzzle me!
I got them bands on me, and my mans on me, fuck a opp, whack a opp, nigga RIP! that's rest in peace. (Peace!) And fuck the dome! (Dome!) Die 5, Die L's, Skizee where we on (Skizee World!)
I be smoking hella kush you know my mind gone! (Goneeee!)
Pull up on yo' ass like a minestone, Money strong, visual I like the swagg! fuck these opp niggas cos ya'll aint got the bands
(Die L's, Die L's)
I don't give a fuck nigga, man down
(Die 5, Die 5)
Shout Bricksquad, FBG, Folks and nem
600k, catch Edaii shoot him in the face!
(Braap Braap Braap)
They sweet as cake, they ain't really 'bout that life!
Hurricane Wrist! Hurricane Wrist!
In the kitchen whippin' work, Hurricane Wrist!
Gold rolly on my arm, Hurricane Wrist!
Got a lotta 'Ay Baby's, Hurricane Twist!
I be flexing, going hard, Hurricane Wrist!
Yella Corleone the man, Hurricane Wrist!
Drop a nigga in the ground, Hurricane Shit!
When a flip a nigga car, Hurricane Twist!
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