Hadouken

Hadouken

[Matt Ox:]
Up in your crib, like Hadouken, yeah
All of this money keep looping, yeah
Talking that smack cause you stupid, yeah
All of my homies be trooping, yeah
All of my sauce be deucing, yeah
Back in the day, they was snoozin', yeah
Now they wake up, like it's Tuesday, yeah
Isn't that super confusing?
They was hating cause they foolish, yeah
Now they with me cause I'm moving, yeah
Now they say my music soothing, yeah
Now they think I was recruiting, yeah
Now they think that be fooling me
Now they think that they be cool with me
Teaching youngin's like I'm tutoring
But they really isn't cool with me
Talking crazy, like do I know you?
Going crazy like I'm Younghoe Koo
And I'm acting like I won a [?]
Stacking money way up to the roof
Won't stop rapping like I'm on the booth
You acting naughty, that is the truth
They was repping on the avenue
And my homie 'bout to finish you

[Swami Mags:]
Oh man, look at him go
Shooting my spirit wave right through the door
Walking right up in yo' crib
Residents hitting the floor, like "Give me yo' shit"
This ain't a game, my younging got aim
Father and son, Kamehameha wave
Charging up quick, bust it right in yo' face
If you ain't hip, you definitely late
I'm woken up, fuck whatever you've been on
You making me on, watching me flexing and flaunt
Got your hurt in yo' feelings, go cry to yo' mom
I don't like what I see, then I'm dropping the bomb
I've been working with kings while you're stuck with you pawns
Here and then there, and you ain't left your lawn
Catch me out in public if you wanna run it
I'll be pulling something, leaving you gone
Oh man, I'm talking my shit again
But enough of that, I'm 'bout to get it in
Hit a couple licks, what you been fishing in
No money with rap mags, it's a fisherman
Look at your face, I've got you pissed again
If I got you hot, then why you keep listenin'?
Go make a move with some money
Leave your body running, nobody missing 'em