SINGER: Col. NJ

SONG:Hoodlum Niggas

Featuring dart c and family tree
Intro: [col. nj]
yeh this is it, you prepared for it?
the infamous, yet the infinite soldiers and troops
family tree at their best!
dart c, streets for life
one and only hoodlum niggas, comin at bitch niggas from a distance
introducin… the dark night
Now have i got a story to tell! partly it got worse
i ain’t superstitious but i do think i was cursed
like anyone gives a shit! til i had some skunk or weed
and it was topped up, then they ask me for a spliff
do you get me? observe cos this is hectic
rise above the budget fuck the rules, niggas are stressin
see those niggas gettin shook first time see my rage
as we roll motherfuckers better clear of range
we swarm like a new breed is born to hit the streets
dressed in black when the day becomes dawn, niggas shriek
they just act like that because they’re frightened
a majority’s noses will bleed after there’s bare fightin
catch a normal nigga fuckin with a thug nigga
they feel heat! shotguns finish much quicker!
fuck it though cos it doesn’t interfere with my agenda
i wanna claim a good million! a motherfuckin hoodlum nigga
I’ll repeat that! motherfuckin hoodlum nigga
the more troops the more cheddar get, get, get, pictures
a hoodlum nigga
[dart c]
nigga for my life watch and see, this seems like a bad dream
i would rap on guns and niggas cos those two took my father from me
they got me feelin really stressed, pain upon my chest
these niggas escape murder but what about all the rest?
you’ll be surprised that we know thug niggas
who get chased by police for weed at least or havin needles to drug niggas
niggas are hatin because their bitches are feisty
the judges give many time but they know that they will make it
now it’s just dart c yo a simple kid watchin the world
none of the shit doesn’t stop even if my plan flops, a hoodlum nigga
[saviour]
bitch niggas slip now that doesn’t surprise me
bullets are sprayed now i don’t think that the public will be smilin
we mix our plans, we hope to make bills to grand’s
shit with mans puts those in lost and found
the way you came in is the opposite to get out
motherfuckers chat but fully know to shut their mouth
the streets are lethal with coke, crack and needles
and most of the secrets are full on illegal
a full on rider with all my niggas behind now
plus them bitches who are frontin are just a minor, hoodlum niggas
[crackpot]
my money’s an 8-ball it goes into my corner pocket
a sole trader where i keep most of the profit
i stack cash properly, like the game monopoly
not goin to jail, and the weed is green property
baby, you know me i’m well known
so get your safety caps for my dangerous zone
its crackpot, born in december, came to maintain
negotiate not to tell but actually sell the game
and here i am, a hoodlum nigga where it’s time to shine
not bein aggressive but everythin is gonna be mine
whether i’m high, or you get shook seein me by
you’ll never forget me why, cos i’m a hoodlum nigga
[s.o.g]
like i said in the first place, dunno the combos to a safe
but i know the combos to put bruises in your face
it’s self-defence you ain’t raisin me nigga
and i wanna be rich until my final day jigger
now hear, a nigga like i was rough at times
about guns i used to always say in my rhymes
the prediction depends on the outcome that’s made
this is no free ride cos i’m gonna get paid, hoodlum niggas
[jacobs]
resurrect me if you can’t don’t start shit up
let’s get this paper but you won’t at all rip it up
the police can pursuit it’s not like they can even shoot
short circuit on the side trying to cut my roots
my family has had times that ain’t well
smokin my spliff to get lean, i’m fuckin high as hell
mad shit goes on a regular it’s hard to see, to achieve
its hoodlums on you motherfuckers protect your crème, hoodlum niggas
[col. nj]
don’t ever chat me, my niggas, motherfucker do you get it?
if it’s police connections, call me dark night and not nj
the west midlands is swarmin with niggas who are new
i tell you, there is nothing that my archrivals can do
detain me in a cell, then i go mad as hell
stand up at crown counts when the shit ain’t well
you know it’s obvious that they want in pen
and the charges were double, think of the terms then
i knew that they’d say i’m a bad seed
they were desperate to send me down like a geezer desperate for weed
we’ll get the ransom before we kidnap the jury
extort the judge and like bruce lee as i enter use my fist of fury
why it’s the dark night get it right, this day since
all rhymes will count so i’ll end up rich
til the skies have got me, i wanna get a good million nigga
felony to my coffin, a motherfuckin hoodlum nigga
Outro: [nj]
can you hear me? is this better? know to recognise a hoodlum nigga
we’re dressed in black! all my rivals get bitch slapped
is this hectic? swarm over many street corners
one day i’ll be ballin! all it takes is one phone call and
bitch enemies start fallin! ya local, west midland street niggas
the hoodlums! the dark night, d.k jonez, dart gotti, crackpot, saviour, s.o.g!
jerome and jacobs! true troops! i know the police are sly in pursuit!
motherfuckin hoodlum niggas! all my mans from time…
killa k, a.d as in all drama, yeah that’s right! young terra and trooper, the only…
(west m, hoodlum niggas bitch!!)