Diss Track 2.0 by Hoopla Gang Lyrics
F:
Just broke up with my ex girl-
1027, 823, 5461
Sike! That's the wrooooooong number!
K:
What??
These first years dissed us?
Yeah, tell 'em --
F:
Sorry for making you wait for this track to drop
Graduation first, then freshmen are an afterthought
Didn’t beg for extra time, cause that’s a bad look
Can’t pull that trick on Allen cause he wrote the book!
Now that we’re in this, it’s time you learned a thing or two
I love having fun, but discipline’s my job to do
Respect your elders, you know it, we’re all Asian
If you keep steppin’ then it’s time we got to dissin’
K:
Happy that you made a rap, glad we could inspire you
Its super easy beating followers who are behind you
But that video lacked lyrics of your rhymin’
Must have sucked to see all your punch lines met with silence
And all those short jokes have gotten quite corny
I’d rather be short than Sammy, who always looks horny
But Allen gets aroused when he sees cards disperse
But worst of all is Eric Chang, who bailed on his rap verse
F:
Sammy goes to HTC, I asked him ‘bout the Trinity
John Calvin, Tom Dwan, and Friedman are his Holy Three
Heard that he sleeps with his head on the Institutes
Romans is the only book? Feel bad for his small group
Wakes up with pocket sevens, Sammy shoves it all in
You know I got the aces, just put the money in the bin
Saieh is his church, he’s there all day every week
Preaching his gospel, that’s monetary policy
K:
Ungh, Allen makes Michael Bian look thick
And he hunts attention by trying to get in every pic
Slacking off to seem cool, actually just incompetent
Random.org royal flush is his biggest accomplishment
Still rockin that Justin Bieber hairdo
Maybe he’s just insecure about who he’s compared to
Lookin like a strict downgrade from Franklin
Bailed on his sublet to leave poor Caleb hangin’
F:
Allen this is personal, this is family business
Close your eyes or fratricide is what you’ll witness
He told me CCUC is where he would attend
I was there since the start, he showed up at the end
You are what you bench, are those thirty-fives?
Your rap didn’t touch me, cause I’m still alive
I killed two with no deaths, thats a clean sweep
Bandwagon since birth, I’m Stephen, you’re KD
K:
Sammy loves money but he can’t even produce some
Glad he joined IV, supposedly he grew some
Dropped poly-sci after doing some praying
To glorify God more he chose investment banking
Gonna enter work, lower than an office slave
Begged for extra hours when he isn’t even getting paid
Begged to come to shiver shack for access to the older kids
But we only hung with him as outreach for the fellowship!
F:
Easy for you to diss us, we have personalities
First years are all the same, no individuality
Preprofessional, already on the grind
These new kids on the block hate the life of the mind
I know you’re moving up, but, yeah, we’re moving on
Drop a track, pack the bags and then we’re good as gone
Think we’ll miss you? Well I hate to bring the bad news
Forget about the friendship, I did this for the fuckin’ views!
K:
Nobody can step to us and nobody should ever try
Even though I bodied you I’m about to cry
Dropped this track for views, but I’m also saying goodbye
To everybody listening, I’ve truly had an awesome time
I hope you work hard, make meaningful all that you do
Savor those experiences because they will be gone soon
I hope you seek God’s face and love as He has loved you
I’m out, but I’m leaving with the memories we’ve been through
Just broke up with my ex girl-
1027, 823, 5461
Sike! That's the wrooooooong number!
K:
What??
These first years dissed us?
Yeah, tell 'em --
F:
Sorry for making you wait for this track to drop
Graduation first, then freshmen are an afterthought
Didn’t beg for extra time, cause that’s a bad look
Can’t pull that trick on Allen cause he wrote the book!
Now that we’re in this, it’s time you learned a thing or two
I love having fun, but discipline’s my job to do
Respect your elders, you know it, we’re all Asian
If you keep steppin’ then it’s time we got to dissin’
K:
Happy that you made a rap, glad we could inspire you
Its super easy beating followers who are behind you
But that video lacked lyrics of your rhymin’
Must have sucked to see all your punch lines met with silence
And all those short jokes have gotten quite corny
I’d rather be short than Sammy, who always looks horny
But Allen gets aroused when he sees cards disperse
But worst of all is Eric Chang, who bailed on his rap verse
F:
Sammy goes to HTC, I asked him ‘bout the Trinity
John Calvin, Tom Dwan, and Friedman are his Holy Three
Heard that he sleeps with his head on the Institutes
Romans is the only book? Feel bad for his small group
Wakes up with pocket sevens, Sammy shoves it all in
You know I got the aces, just put the money in the bin
Saieh is his church, he’s there all day every week
Preaching his gospel, that’s monetary policy
K:
Ungh, Allen makes Michael Bian look thick
And he hunts attention by trying to get in every pic
Slacking off to seem cool, actually just incompetent
Random.org royal flush is his biggest accomplishment
Still rockin that Justin Bieber hairdo
Maybe he’s just insecure about who he’s compared to
Lookin like a strict downgrade from Franklin
Bailed on his sublet to leave poor Caleb hangin’
F:
Allen this is personal, this is family business
Close your eyes or fratricide is what you’ll witness
He told me CCUC is where he would attend
I was there since the start, he showed up at the end
You are what you bench, are those thirty-fives?
Your rap didn’t touch me, cause I’m still alive
I killed two with no deaths, thats a clean sweep
Bandwagon since birth, I’m Stephen, you’re KD
K:
Sammy loves money but he can’t even produce some
Glad he joined IV, supposedly he grew some
Dropped poly-sci after doing some praying
To glorify God more he chose investment banking
Gonna enter work, lower than an office slave
Begged for extra hours when he isn’t even getting paid
Begged to come to shiver shack for access to the older kids
But we only hung with him as outreach for the fellowship!
F:
Easy for you to diss us, we have personalities
First years are all the same, no individuality
Preprofessional, already on the grind
These new kids on the block hate the life of the mind
I know you’re moving up, but, yeah, we’re moving on
Drop a track, pack the bags and then we’re good as gone
Think we’ll miss you? Well I hate to bring the bad news
Forget about the friendship, I did this for the fuckin’ views!
K:
Nobody can step to us and nobody should ever try
Even though I bodied you I’m about to cry
Dropped this track for views, but I’m also saying goodbye
To everybody listening, I’ve truly had an awesome time
I hope you work hard, make meaningful all that you do
Savor those experiences because they will be gone soon
I hope you seek God’s face and love as He has loved you
I’m out, but I’m leaving with the memories we’ve been through