Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Droog's Anthem, artist - Your Old Droog. Album song Your Old Droog, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Droog
Song language: English
Droog's Anthem |
Gettin' head in the whip-call that v-neck |
Poppin' the collar 'fore I ever seen a check |
A droog barely saw the fruits of his labor |
And you hoppin' on the banana like Chiquita, ya dick eater |
Need to fall back and let my nuts breathe |
Plus you got no pull like a smut’s weave during sex |
And you don’t wanna get wet up |
Hog-tied and set-up, stripped out your get-up |
Get up! |
Stop cryin' on the floor, what you have to stunt for? |
We know that you don’t want war |
You wanna talk about a peace plan |
Givin' info in the back of a police van |
(Where you at, son?) I’m in the house like C-SPAN |
Your Old Droog been a beast, man (check me out) |
Spittin' rhymes you can’t quote with a weak throat |
You need a pack of Winstons, black coffee, and a peacoat |
I try to put it aside, but droogs, we need to provide |
Plus it won’t leave me alone, alone |
And if I’m gonna do this, I need to be the biggest star that I can be, I can be, |
oh, oh |
Tricks wanna step to Droog and then they catch fade |
'Cause they bitch-made pullin' out a switchblade |
That’s kinda trifle, cause that’s a knife, fool |
You’re just a parasite like the Eiffel |
Stifle yourself like Edith or get played |
Like a Paul Reed Smith, you and them cats you smoke weed with |
No G, get smacked up for free |
I see you laughin' to the bank but you’re not all that you cracked up to be |
Hee… hee… ain’t it funny like J-Lo and Jeffery |
And done effortlessly |
Pop shots like Steph Curry |
And your eye vision will be left blurry, eff a referee |
Swish, nothin' but net, with lotsa bank-ins |
Called by the O.G. |
Sacha Jenkins |
Link back up with my son, Irv |
Persistence does wonders, none of this is undeserved, the nerve |
Nobody gets in this shit to be regular |
I manhandle while you panhandle like a beggar, bruh |
Other cats is movin' bricks, I’m a slang slanger |
Set for life like a gang-banger |
To the death, and I got a lil' fame |
Keep it a hunnit like most points in a single game |
By Wilt Cham', Old Droog kilt the game |
Like your favorite rapper rockin' a skirt, don’t it hurt? |
Pertinent, relevant when I spit |
You’s a rodent, you ain’t leavin' no dent in this shit |
There’s more to this than makin' sentences fit |
You see I went in but I’m low-key ventin' |
It’s more than just spittin' a hard bar |
I’m bringin' 'em more records than Nardwuar, check me out |
Gettin' love from college kids down at Seton Hall |
Without the hook on it, I be cheatin' y’all |