Lyrics:
V1
Tutti quanti in pista,
l'hockey è una festa
giochiamo la partita
finché non è finita.
Giochiamo con coraggio
vogliamo sempre il meglio,
siamo
be strikin
Like i got a goal in hockey
Like to be tied up
She be naughty
She be wildin
She be hawkin
She be coughin
She be spittin
She be
anarchy
Ayy, I just saw this nigga Moxie I did, hey, hey
Heard when he take over, start a proxy Yeah, yeah, I don't give no pucks, no hockey
Uh, uh, uh, we
played hockey when I was little
Ya taught me not to throw it up the middle
Sewed the hole when my sweater got torn
And away from trouble you'd always warn
intended
Room smells of onions and gym socks
Like a middle schooler's hockey bag
Four depression naps in the span of six hours
And each time I wake up
like it
John Gotti exodus to H-E double hockey sticks
With Oscar Meyer skewers don't forget to bring buns
Dr. Pepper antidote I'll have it for lunch
(Verse 1)
It was Saturday in the middle of July,
The calendar said 1983
Me and the boys were playing hockey on the road
Someone brought their
on the boards like im playing fucking hockey
Yeah whats up whatchu tryna do
What you tryna do
come and try to fight us on the streets of Whyte
The ave is covered with hockey guys but I'm with you so I really don't mind
Cause I'm drinking in
Money trees gemstones affirmations
I visualize it as I pray up at my station
Next thing you know I'm Gettin monthly checks
Now I got this hockey ice
Hockey wardhi
Ty lattan baawan pann di phirdi ni
Goli chaldi
Ty 6 meelan to door ja girdi ni
Ay full dalairi
Jigray nu halla sheri
Pese di launday
Crosby (that's hockey)
Sharper than a Ginsu, shawty
You not Beyonce, but I can get you bodied
Now you know what we about to do, we goin' full throttle
She sits quiet
In the shadow of the sun
She looks tired
A life that's come undone
She turns, turns, turns, turns
She likes hockey
And summers by
from it’s like fantasy hockey
Sup with the dog, thugs want a war
Bad GM, what you want to trade slugs with him for?
While you cuffin ‘em all, I’m
Crosby (that's hockey)
Sharper than a Ginsu, shawty
You not Beyonce, but I can get you bodied
Now you know what we about to do, we goin' full throttle
never been one for the fuck around
I been cookin up raps like a sous chef
And I’m workin on what I can do next
Imma ice out my wrist like a hockey rink
will you learn
That your actions have consequences
Tell me! Tell me now!
Ayy, I'm the black nigga with the hockey mask
Pulling up to your crib leaving
And hi, ho, hand me my shovel
I'm liable to dig my hole deeper
And it's off to H-E double hockey sticks I go
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm
up on your mother shit
Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit
Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist
Empty the safe, hit
the static G?
I be damagin' niggas' fronts like them creases in your cavity
For real though, jumpin' jallopy's huh, I'm robbin' that hockey huh
I drop these
hockey
I drop these bumpy 'cause my style is knock-kneed
So me and my-a, I'm flyer than the witches sweeper
Jeepers, keep ya jump, jump into it like
the kids
I can put hockey cards in the spokes I can even throw skids
I get a good seat at a concert
Even get stuff for free
Is it cause I'm
own farm
I like the Beatles, funk and punk
I watch hockey, basketball, play chess
I eat veggie-junk and I love Super Chunk
To boule and travel I
the Gucci link, came with the rocket (they did)
And then they thought I was Cuban 'cause I had the laced iced-out hockey (I did)
Diamonds bite, Mike Tyson
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