Thugamaniac Hoops
Hyphy Bay Area slapper with male vocals; rubbery sub-bass, sharp claps, and swung snares. Bouncy synth leads and chant-ready hook, verses tight and punchy. Call-and-response ad-libs from the crew, short breakdown before last hook, everything mixed for car trunks and packed gyms., male vocals
Thugamaniac Hoops
Hyphy Bay Area slapper with male vocals; rubbery sub-bass, sharp claps, and swung snares. Bouncy synth leads and chant-ready hook, verses tight and punchy. Call-and-response ad-libs from the crew, short breakdown before last hook, everything mixed for car trunks and packed gyms., male vocals
Lyrics
Intro
Whole squad wild on the baseline (hey!)
Tat chains swing when we waistline
Ref blow whistle
We just grin
Old heads mumblin'
"they gon' win"
Verse 1
Playing ball with the thugamaniacs
Gold grill flash when we runnin' it back
Net pop loud like the crowd in a pack
If you step in the lane
Better watch yo' back
Pull up mid-range like we clearing the block
Hands flick quick like we loading a stock
Crowd go dumb when we hear that knock
Every shot feel hot
Feel locked
Don't stop
Chorus
We shoot jumpers like we shootin' glocks (pow, pow)
Wrist so cold when the net go pop
Whole team lit
Whole gym on rock
Ain't one weak link
We solid on top
We shoot jumpers like we shootin' glocks (yeah, yeah)
Every green light
That's another big drop
Old heads say
"them boys won't stop"
Old heads say
"them boys won't stop"
Verse 2
Dunk game crazy
Treat the rim like trouble
Take off once
Bring the pain back double
They say we wild how we rise from the rubble
Whole bench up when we break that huddle
Dunking hard like we dunking on stress
Hang there long just to show who next
Chest to the sky
Got the crowd so pressed
Ain't no mercy if you step to the test
Chorus
We shoot jumpers like we shootin' glocks (pow, pow)
Wrist so cold when the net go pop
Whole team lit
Whole gym on rock
Ain't one weak link
We solid on top
We shoot jumpers like we shootin' glocks (yeah, yeah)
Every green light
That's another big drop
Old heads say
"them boys won't stop"
Old heads say
"them boys won't stop"
Bridge
Defense on you
Better tuck that chain
Two at the top
Put a trap on your brain
You ain't gettin' past
That's word to the gang
Hands so quick
Make you feel that strain
Coach on the side like a chess grand master
Drawin' up plays
Turn a bump to a plaster
We locked in
Man
We built for the rafter
Whole squad one page
One chapter (thuga!)
Chorus
We shoot jumpers like we shootin' glocks (pow, pow)
Wrist so cold when the net go pop
Whole team lit
Whole gym on rock
Ain't one weak link
We solid on top
We shoot jumpers like we shootin' glocks (yeah, yeah)
Every green light
That's another big drop
Old heads say
"them boys got it made"
Old heads say
"got it made in the shade"