Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hurricane Starang, artist - O.G.C.. Album song Da Storm, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Hurricane Starang |
| Im duck down staff even when I’m by myself |
| Im boot camp clik even when I’m by myself |
| Im fab 5 even when I’m by myself |
| Im ogc even when I’m by myself |
| Husk, husk, husk |
| Verse 1 |
| Hang that ass up like a poster |
| Got niggas out and not sure who be screamin eshkoshka |
| they don’t know ya so I cant see why they wanna start ya |
| its a shame strang got more aim than an archer |
| M.p. |
| rock please prepare my ship for departure |
| Beat these young boys ass and make em run and get they fathers |
| Niggas get dropped from the hip hop culture |
| Its the ultra mc fly like a vulture |
| 1, 2 I come thru on the humble |
| Beast from the east call me king of the jungle |
| Beast from the east… beast from the east… beast from the east |
| Chorus |
| Strang cummin like a hurricane lickin shots |
| When I roar like a grizzly they say damn he gets busy |
| Verse 2 |
| I be grand like puba but I most move wit dru ha |
| Puts the b in hoo-ya, strang cummin thru ya |
| Scream halleluyah, but it still wont help ya |
| Run from ogc and get caught by heltah skeltah |
| Jack to the other side, run for cover hide |
| And you still wouldnt be safe even if I let em slide |
| This ain’t baseball, I waste yall, ask no question |
| Attack from the back from the black smif n wessun |
| I be rubbishin, any crew that claims they be bubbilin |
| Get that ass capped |
| Like them niggas when they be handlin my publishin |
| I be lovin when fake rappers |
| Question my status when my crew be the phattest |
| Add this, you can ask my man the big kahuna |
| Kablow make you say yaow like junior |
| you been warned |
| the storms in the atmosphere |
| Move over make room gunn clappers here |
| Cuz it’s ill how I kick lyrical skill wit the force |
| No joke when I leave ya chokin off the exhaust |
| Of course, who else could it be but mr. |
| strang |
| Who’ll hit that ass from every angle |
| They don’t really wanna tangle |
| Chorus |
| Verse 3 |
| ay yo strang |
| whassup son |
| you should let em know exactly why you be number 1 |
| I don’t think they understand… |
| First of all strang comes first and foremost |
| My first instinct would be to burn y’all wack raps like toast |
| Fuck the first day of school |
| Im on 1st ave |
| At the first national bank so I could fly first class |
| And I be the first in line |
| Crack that ass before I even kick to kick my first rhyme |
| Im in the hall like aaron puffin l’s all day |
| First command mister keep the fat broads away |
| Fresh fly, ogc be the best by, |
| Puff lai wit my nigga tek out of bed-stuy |
| Then i, come thru wit the wickedness |
| Who be kickin this… strang I light shit up like christmas |
| Chorus |