Lyrics Hurricane Starang - O.G.C.

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
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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
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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