Hoodlum (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon]
Yo, yo, yo, what up? Yeah, what's goin' on, my n*gga? Word up, man! This your Brother Chef man! From Shaolin! You already know he made it! Kojoe what's good? You already know! Shaolin what's goin' on?

[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Back for vengeance, Glocked up, drinkin' Ciroc'd up
Call it what you call it, I'ma call it some block stuff
Used to flashin' gats, double barrels, the flip’s narrow
Don't even give it the doubt and hang with the monster mobsters
All of them keep rockets on 'em, ain't no sense to the arguments
Drugs and guns and funds and every part of my plan's done
Hidin' in my mansion won, yeah
I'm a Polo head, pull over the Rover so we're red
Ridin' with my n*ggas in Chicago, hold the lead, my n*gga
'Cause it's the bigger we get, the bigger you fall, the bigger the sh*t
Check the wall full of scholars, bank robbers, ankle gold joggers
All my n*ggas quick to get off poppin' collars kid
It's just the family status, don't get sprayed up for f*ckin' with the family
Look out, it's Won

[Chorus: Lauren Torres]
Look now, I be makin' money just to be myself
I'ma thank you b*tch, just cash it out and throw it back on ya
Act like I won't get a f*ckin' handout
I am way too busy now to worry 'bout nothin'
A word to you who sit back and type about your feelings
I am here for a reason, most of y'all just do the same sh*t
Everyday, better wait, I don't f*ck with y'all complacence
For a minute, I forgot I am not a hoodlum
And I don't f*ck with y'all complacence
I am not a hoodlum
Hey! Yeah!
[Verse 2: Resin]
You know the wrath, when you see Resin, it's code red
No threats, all you gonna get is a slow death
So check your vitals 'cause when I flex on rivals
I'm a homicidal maniac that always goes the extra mile
Call us hoodlums and good for nothings
You can't hustle the hustle, now watch the hunter get hunted
'Cause my type of crime is organized, your life will flash before your eyes
There's no chance of givin' for any last words before you die

[Verse 3: Swann]
Cut from a different cloth, a thug to a f*ckin' boss
From the depths of the shadows, not someone to come across
My whole team howlin' at the moon when it's time to feast
Step into the den, you only settin' up your own defeat
Cookin' up with Chef, leavin' a filthy mess
This blood moon, got our fangs out, ready to wipe the stress
Never been about them handouts, it's blood, sweat, and tears
Better recognize the name when you see us comin' near
It's Reel Wolf!

[Chorus: Lauren Torres]
Look now, I be makin' money just to be myself
I'ma thank you b*tch, just cash it out and throw it back on ya
Act like I won't get a f*ckin' handout
I am way too busy now to worry 'bout nothin'
A word to you who sit back and type about your feelings
I am here for a reason, most of y'all just do the same sh*t
Everyday, better wait, I don't f*ck with y'all complacence
For a minute, I forgot I am not a hoodlum
And I don't f*ck with y'all complacence
I am not a hoodlum
Hey! Yeah!
[Verse 4: Eternal]
Yo! Eternal!
Manuscripts written in blood usin' ancient hieroglyphics
The future god of destruction, techniques be invincible in the shadows of a champion
Colombian drug smugglin', the feds left the spot burnin'
White tigers mean muggin', extended clips for the nine mil when I'm bustin'
Head concussion, Russian Mafia tactics, black ops
Smoke everything, nobody breathin', here the pen drop

[Verse 5: D. Lynch]
Been a long time, comin' out for blood in this b*tch
I'm talkin' toe-taggin', throat slashin', snuffin' this b*tch
We got a problem in this b*tch, we got a problem with your clique
I be howlin' at the moon, The Wolfpack rollin' thick
The symbol of the blood moon, ain't sh*t that you gon' do
Heat seekers through you, your top popped a corkscrew
Hot shots, we pull through, body smell like mildew
Rocks off in purview, your shelf life been withdrew

[Chorus: Lauren Torres]
Look now, I be makin' money just to be myself
I'ma thank you b*tch, just cash it out and throw it back on ya
Act like I won't get a f*ckin' handout
I am way too busy now to worry 'bout nothin'
A word to you who sit back and type about your feelings
I am here for a reason, most of y'all just do the same sh*t
Everyday, better wait, I don't f*ck with y'all complacence
For a minute, I forgot I am not a hoodlum
And I don't f*ck with y'all complacence
I am not a hoodlum
Hey! Yeah!