Lyrics:
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm drunk as f-
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two broken legs,
for a blast off
We know of some great artists who take charge of this game
2Pac Jay-Z Dr. Dre and Eminem
But there are other great rappers who deserve
Ayo, swing swing swing, to chop chop chop
Yo that's the sound when MC's get mopped
Don't come around town without the hip in your hop
'Cause when
chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads,
Cut the music up please
Yeah, I should never leave hip-hop
Controlled by my two hands they go tick-tock
Around the clock, yes it's my time, my
I written the album of the year
Buildin from under the rubble wit hip hop
Until my casket drop 6 ft of dirt on top
Man I got the samples locked
I
and strings in the boombox beat (we're all country and Western)
Hip-hop, flat-tops and flip-flop feet (we're all country and Western)
Two-lane roads
mack-a-docious
Most ferocious
Cash all in my holsters
Burn more bread than toasters
You must know this, the cats 'm with is the coldest
Hip-hop quota but
the weed, T, ya heard me? Yeah
Uhh, now let me start by sayin' I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'm a lightnin' streak
Uhh, Weezy F. Baby, I
rappers on tour never made it to they designated.
Comin' through that east side Oakland with that drip-drop hip-hop
watered down sound
That never made it
marzyłem o tym żeby przeżył 2Pac
Trzy lata później o tym by tata doczekał jutra
Pierwsze kasety płyty książki hip hop
Pamiętam że wtedy zabierałem ją do
si ingrossa per l'hip hop
Dischi 90' , dawgs
Sono nato e il mese
Dopo 2Pac ha raggiunto God
Rest in Peace , Peace and Love
Barre Nas , Biggie Flow
I was depressed
Feel like I did not have a space to call my own
Fuck a tastemaker, gatekeeper, hip-hop's my only home
Blacklisted by some, top ten
Check that body(x9)
Hop hop this way friday hop this way friday hip this way friday hop while you can't dance (x4)
We are ravin'
We are ravin,
Flyin'
'bout today and this urban decay
I worry 'bout hip-hop, when did it flip-flop
Get whack, and turn into gridlock
I don't know is it a government plot?
of papers and magazines of our hip hop generation perfect essence illmatic to still stillmatic the black album the dynasty few legends rappers were monkey
the frontline
of papers
and magazines of
our hip hop generation
perfect essence...
illmatic to still stillmatic
the black album,
the dynasty few legends
rappers
[Slim Thug]
I spit hits like a jukebox, stay thugged out like 2Pac
Everytime something new drop, it's G shit not hip-hop
I speak for those who rip
fat box on the quiet station
Now what if hip hop was like Humpty Dumpty sittin' on the wall
And what if hip hop had to take a great fall
And what if
me
Or come through wit the top down like
where my b****es at hop in make it fast don't slow me down
Where the f*** my killers at end of the light
can't stop
Yeah the girls are in the back blastin' that good ol hip-hop
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope
Got 'em following, when you see me better haul ass
Keep it G at all costs, whatchu call that
Crack rock, hip hop, I done all that
Certified trap nigga,
a hip-hop star
But this rap shit didn't go far, go far
Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried
Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride
I tried, I tried to be
Jeru The Damaja can damage you, I'll handle ya'
Two girls on my bike, one on the back, one on the handle bars
Ferrari F-130 so I call that bitch,
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