[Soopaman Chorus]
Yo, yo, up yo, I be the Soopaman luva I'm about five minutes out ya baby mother I'm still broke, still Hit four chicks, then avenge like folk Then rob a teller I'm sorta old yella, call me for trouble I got chop for bullets that spread out the I'm advanced boy, da doc bigalow, the man Got Ms. Incredible and cat on amcord neighborhood or city in a drought Fuck a boat I fly there, 300 an ounce Reup my account, wear and and I ain't got waves I only got pumpin out the bat cave So when I'm flyin through ya hood it's a hit Isabella I need sour diesel quick nigga -Call for luva on line 3- Well who the is it? name is Hurricane G- up G?
G] They tryin to me up G I can't do time cause my is money I just came from court for bullshit charge They tryin to do me like kim, throw me bars am I gonna do?
Fuck that I'm With a gun like so you could feel drummin I in when the lights out, sneak in to get you out Lo on my ears to tell me where your where abouts Cause I air 'em out, in though the West wing Laundromat, duffle bag thinking of the thing
[G] But I'm in the East [R] Damn my broke [G] Hurry up nigga, water look piss cold
Hold tight for me, I'm in I'm in the kitchen corridor, climbin up the I'm hot so hurricane so it might me awhile So when I get ya we gonna roll mickey and loud
Here we go, Yo, Yo the Luv Crawlin through the like that dude in breakfast club I made a pit stop, a freak in the shower So I gotta quick pop, pimp slapped her with And told her if somebody asks you, you nada And every week I come fuck you with
[G] Okay if you for Hurricane over there [R] Oh shit, [G] Hey yo get me outta
Hey yo C.O.'s Gotta move like men a distraction Like the food you stomach pain the doctors come in, start the examining I rush in rubber gloves off the ambulance Gun in one hand, the palm around the nurse mouth On the count of three this is how its gonna out 1, 2...