Mr. Collipark - New Fashion lyrics

[Verse 1:] I'm 18 in a s550 platinum on 22 inches Dem haters say they gon back me Tell dem haters come get with me I'm fenna run da game, these other rappers lame Only thing they rapping about is dey watches and they chain I'm a beast with it, that's why I'm fenna run da south I been listenin to these n***as run dey mouth but that's bout it though I'm cut throat, to the meat show And eyes fold lame n***as like a peep show Fake on me and watch how quick I hit yo block and get respect And I'm 51 50 so fake on me I break yo neck And whoever got a problem with somethin da boy say Found out where dem boys stay I hop out in broad day Oh yeh you got a vest then I'm goin for the face You heard about louisiana boy that's where I stay You gotta be ready to go to war like everyday And if you ain't gon come outside n***a that's just how we play Take a trip to my side that ain't cool that ain't straight So you come through stuntin' and get somethin put in your face Man these rapper n***as full let me eat these n***as plate Man these rapper n***as full let me eat these n***as plate (like dat huh) [Hook: x2] I guess that's the new fashion All of these rap n***as actin like (acting like) It's me and I'm a make em quit rappin I'm from louisiana I ain't with that slick packin (Yeh) [Verse 2:] Somebody tell me why most of these n***as actin like hoes And the hoes in the game be realer than most n***as How many faces you got I mean ma n***a come on You be a different person everytime the tv come on n***a that ain't real if you ask me they be fakin' Come cross me with that talk and I'll send you on a vacation Ma n***as from louisiana ain't loss everything So they stay ready to co*k choppers back and let em go bang (get em up) Blocka blocka big bang spittin out dat big old thang Autilary by the pound sh** that will blow up a train (pow!) Better stay in yo lane pop dat trunk and get that thang Put a beam on em and tell em make dem nikes do dey thang Why is the world infested with bodies rookies and p**ys Grown a** man but dey act like dey got nookies Dey grown a** man but dey act like dey got nookies n***as grown as man but dey act like dey got nookies (huh?) [Hook: x2] I guess that's the new fashion All of these rap n***as actin like (acting like) It's me and I'm a make em quit rappin I'm from louisiana I ain't with that slick packin (Yeh) [Verse 3:] So what's hot out in the streets huh (huh?) You got a problem with a n***a but You handle all your problems over beats huh n***a yous a beat punk You get yo a** straight stole, quick fast Play with us and you gon sleep for months (n***a you gon sleep for months) Creepin in this rear view mirror and raise dem heaters up Raise dat desert eagle up Wanna kno the truth a lot of these n***as childish Hoppin on dem tracks and really think dey wildin' I rep that L O U I S I A N A da state Where dey holla ay bay bay and keep a clip off in dey safe And these rappers, they actin like f*ggots I feel like ice cube man these n***as need a daddy Pokin out dey chest and always actin like dey bad While I'm snappin like a pit ready to get off in dey a** 51 50 we ten toes deep like that You know me I keep dem lame a** n***as on blast! (like dat) (huh) [Hook: x2] I guess that's the new fashion All of these rap n***as actin like (acting like) It's me and I'm a make em quit rappin I'm from louisiana I ain't with that slick packin (Yeh)