Hog Style lyrics
by 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians
[Verse 1: Hannible "Bear" Lector]
Coming out of 270 plus, hitting n*ggas like it's the return of the [?] rush
2 hog n*ggas [?], on the mission to lay you down
Keep the melodys and all the Midwest sound
[?] drums keep it versital
So many styles for you to choose from
The hog n*ggas took over, so now you know all the [?]
[?] digets
Call you up, 2 days later, you letting me hit it
Hoes got it twisted, thinking Imma fall in love with them
Just wanna f*ck, [?]
To my hustlers, getting drunk and blowed
[?] rock and roll
[?] put it down
Hog style
Put that ass to sleep by the third round
[?]
[?] get a meal ticket [?] bullsh*t
Motherf*ckers tryna battle me, quit it
We're too much for ya, so I'll ignore ya
But next time Imma see you pop some sh*t [?] ya
[?] holding you back [?]
[?] high tech boots
A mothеrf*ckin message to your brain
A hog ain't to be f*ckеd with, man
[Chorus: Paul Law]
Hog style, [?] as they come
Stacking [?] giving up that sh*t, [?]
Hog style, [?] we represent the midwest
You never know what we coming with
[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
Here I come to make this [?]
[?] with my hog, yelling rogue dog
Yeah you feel me y'all
Put it down to the ground with this [?] midwest side [?]
Now I'm platnom bound
Heard my lyrics, said you couldn't feel it
From [?] to the studio, now you tryna steal it
[?] these hogs got [?]
[?]
[?] send these dogs
We gon murder y'all
[?] sh*t, but here's this midwest sh*t
We the [?] clique b*tch, so don't you test this
Ask any n*gga in my city, [?] murder me
[?], for the murdering
Crazy D got my back, grab your strap
Time to scrap, [?] on they f*ckin back
Run up on us, [?] head splitters
Hit it quick, hog n*ggas
[?] for these petty n*ggas
All my life, had that dream of being the biggest
Got my wish, [?] plus a n*gga so slick
[?] f*ck the fame, got my money man
Now I'm in this rap sh*t, here I come to stake my f*ckin clame
Respect and love to my G's [?]
Just the hog in me, [?] till they bury me
[?] all the while
Big Scoob and Crazy D, living hog style
[Chorus: Paul Law]
Hog style, [?] as they come
Stacking [?] giving up that sh*t, [?]
Hog style, [?] we represent the midwest
You never know what we coming with