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We're hoodlums in the hit parade Styles so fly you just can't fade our moves they are so different Got gold chains bearing our names on them Four finger rings that'll bring you to your knees and speak softly and cash flow coming out our ears Player haters must stand clear tonight -a very special night and all the people say, and how they love us so and all the women want, and how we set the way Hoodlums in the hit parade Coming on strong, we're here to stay Hoodlums in the hit parade Style so real you just can't fade We're not obviously eloquent nor have positions in the government What a shame cuz we got game Ten to one let's have some fun Let's look to God and raise our guns to the sky from which he comes We're gonna take a cruise in our souped-up hoopty Dropping knowledge that is true be known Songtextewith a pull from the crone Got a 40 in the back gonna get me on point be blazing trees until a forest of ganja is burned Yo, kid, that's my word We be slamming at shows cuz it is the Lord's plan that our rhymes are the jam and we always kick the flow so dope when we're keyed up on coke Big pimpin' at clubs then the shorties get b____ they be sippin' on some sizzurp until they get lit, like whoa! -that's how we bag the fly h___ Aus Songtexte Mania