Lyrics:
kid a teen
You're a spoof of me like if hip hop did a scream
Audi coupe lookin' good so I went and copped it
Got that TT poppin' like a trendin'
kid a teen
You're a spoof of me like if hip hop did a scream
Audi coupe lookin' good so I went and copped it
Got that TT poppin' like a trendin'
talking]
Let the horns rock
Let that chick talk
(Hey) okay, (hey) okay
This that real shit, hip-hop
Y'all know (hey), Freezer!
(Hey), Jake One
sawyer on my hip, tinted in the rora
Bad lil chick with me, looking like Kimora
Lead that's me in the pocketbook to yora
Long pretty hair ass juicy
the
God incriminating my "self" f'real
In The Garden of Hip Hop always stay true
And always remember just what a snake do
Watch those around you cuz
[Intro: Kid Capri]
Oh yeah.. as we celebrate hip-hop, baby
Oh yeah.. as we celebrate hip-hop, baby, whoa
Yeah, it's Ghostface and the man Kid
that Jay-Z, Hoodfella era
Kind of zany how he tried to take Nas out forever
But what's great will always be and so it is with the past
Hip-Hop will live
your man get locked
I love this hip-hop, stock the bank let the Crist pop
Peep the next shit, push a big Benz, fuck a Lexus
The streets was hectic, so
in darkness
Some see a pen, I see harpoon
This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
You don't really wanna get
Into a pissin' match with this rappity-brat
What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade
the dead man's float
Forever I'm a husband, father and son
Lover of hip hop a brother to one
Forever I'm an mc whether I stay or retire
Til' forever I'll
what'cha want?
Yo, I'm strapped with the gats
Step up plap, plap!
I'm leavin' caps in your back, fool
I rip shop, wanna say peace to Hip-Hop
A nigga
chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick rocks in flip flops
Last of America's heroes here to close the circle
I still remember the days of Coleco
A daily struggle but I hold onto the vision
Hip hop at it's best
how many emcees amongst us
Who steeped in the customs of Hip-Hop with substance
Integrity, energy, innovative, creative
I feel like Imma forever be
me to carry on his legacy
Imma let be known as his only seed deeply rooted in Hip Hop
I will grow this tree to be seen by the world as a legendary
Excuse me
It's recording?
(Said it's the real)
(Hip hop)
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
Look
Another night, I'm consumed by the rage and the pains
Of a nigga bout
Lookin' at a map, one chick on my lap
Tellin' me how she was born in the year of the rap
But by the time we reach the house, there's no waitin' in fact
never wear a white T, niggas call me racist so I pay coons to like me
Silk and Diamond, I like them both, but why does hip hop hate me? country save me
a fool
We fell in love with Hip Hop when we were younger and foolish
The love we got for this music, it makes us part of a movement
This shit is more than
shit when I was not nothing yeah
You cant bop like this look at my wrist I flex on a hoe to talk my shit
Leave her alone she nothing a kid be home by six
car bombs
For bein' over-critical when Uncle get it on
I'll burn your magazine, GOD'll intervene
Can't front on this hip-hop phenomenon from Queens
No
Charge
One, two, what a life, yeah, yeah, yeah
Goodness to the right of me (that's that hip-hop shit)
Even to the left of me (one two, uh)
you
Dear Hip-Hop, I had to write you
Tell you sometimes I don't like you
Rainbow Rider
Original Ghetto Kids
Ask bout me
See if they ain't heard
Jersey
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