3 Hooligans Lyrics

We spin your block like a dreidel uh

Take what I Cain if I'm Abel yuh

Tell a story like a fable uh

Leave that fuck nigga disabled uh

Shoot up your block like I'm RoboCop

Beg me to stop, I won't stop

Choppa make a nigga dance a lot

Dropped the steel cause my hands got hot

Playing our cards like canasta, ugh

I'm a fucking pussy master, yuh

Hit the coochie with my blaster, ugh

She like my meat cuz it's fatter, yuh

All my brags are objective, yuh

You're crew need witness protection, yuh

Suck on my dick like ring pop, yuh

That bitch don't even speak English, yuh

No te entiendo casi nada

Bueno chupa mi salchicha

Translation

She suck on my meat by the dozen

She built like a turkey

She gon' get my stuffin'

I'm burying niggas like Harriet Tubman

I'm walking these monkeys like Animal Crossing

She sucked on my balls

And then my mama walked in

She looked at my dick

And said my shit was shocking

I take from the store

And they do not suspect me

I got me a white bitch

Who calling me bestie

I feel like a gym bro how I'm always flexing

I'm getting this money so please do not check me

Always got jokes, they call me a wisecracker

I'll take me a bat

And then swing if she badder

And if she decline then I'll just get sadder

Damn

I own block like my name El Chapo

Moving this pack like my name is Pablo

I live in a mansion

I bought the expansion

I'm mowing down niggas like lawns in the Hamptons

Chancla dealing that double damage, yeah

Finna aim at your parents, yeah

Feels like a shoot-out, my choppa don't run out

Holes thru your pockets like where is your gun now

Choppa at the shoot out

What ya gonna do now

Got enough bullets imma point at your crew now

Couple hundred bitches at the luau

Another bad bitch that a mother fuckin flew out

Baby in the crib like a nigga copped a new house

I just smoked it subtle like a motherfuckin' new ounce

Mad that I brought a gun to the knife fight

Really what ya life like, body looking life like

Looking at life like damn

Damn I go ham I never abandon my fam

My fans gon' cancel all my plans, woah

Ten toes down like my sandals

We getting blow, no candles

Tear you apart, dismantle

Tell me where did your man go

Function lost its damn handles

That's why we banned, ho

Scarface, bring the kilo of blow

Pure Colombian so cold

Nose drip, baby powder fosho

Frozen

So much snow turn your maid to a crack ho

Spin your block back finna go postal

No men left, that's the end of roll call

Bodied this bitch

Neapolitan we the shit

DEA gonna know who we is