Lyrics:
mackin' (Uh-oh!)
(Jeah) Yeaah, bon bon bon
From P-H-I L-L-why
All the way to L-be -see, that be me
The boy F-are-Double-The-E play with mouths
I will
rookies on this record.
I say my name is
be -O-see-E-P-H-you-S
OH YEAH!
Cause your one bitch I'll never fuck
Do you know why, because you suck
She's a vicious head doctor with a p.h.d.
the H-I-P to the H-O-P cus these mumble muthafuckers done forgot how to spell it
Certified stamped you could go ahead and mail it
PHOR RE4L is the crew that I
that infared dot on your knot
Down South Hustlers got on lock, with that J-L-O-see on cock
Gangstafied like them chain gangs in the Pen
P-H at your
that infared dot on your knot
Down South Hustlers got on lock, with that J-L-O-see on cock
Gangstafied like them chain gangs in the Pen
P-H at your
era Madrid Corona.
No me piden autógrafos porque asusto en persona,
pa los yonkis del rap, soy el camión de metadona.
10.000 H.P, me ven en H.D
traigo
Rock and Roll Therapy
M o s h p i t
Boogie like Rosetta Sister Woogie down in Nasty weather
Ready or Not, Coming at Ya Glitter like a Maltese
I'm so street I feel a part of the canvas
Hard knocks University the heart of the campus
And you know I got my P.H.D.
But that don't stand for player
H-I-P-H-O-P
하늘 높이
쏴 더 멀리 say whoa (whoa)
Say whoa (whoa)
우리는 끼리끼리 놀아
딴 앤 읽씹읽씹 해
Freaky freaky 비트 위 춤춰
너넬 미치 미치게 해
이젠 YG의 세대
만들어 new wave
비슷한 거 같지
Imhotep, l'architecte musical d'I.A.M
Mais aussi Abdelmalek S.U.L.T.A.N
D.I.B.I.N, Kephren
P.S.O.D.I de Paris à Si-E.,N
Et bien sûr, P.H
Imhotep, l'architecte musical d'I.A.M
Mais aussi Abdelmalek S.U.L.T.A.N
D.I.B.I.N, Kephren
P.S.O.D.I de Paris à Si-E.,N
Et bien sûr, P.H
P-H-E-O-N-I-X
not P-H-O-E-N-I-X, regardless of what the Oxford English Dictionary tells you.
Thou shalt not express your shock at the fact that
Sharon got off
'cause if you thank us, then you wouldn't try to sound so much like us
I'm the K-I-N-G of that M-P-H-M-S (Memphis)
H-see-P, to the E-N-D, others gone be
Livin' through this shit I'm in nigga stack doe
Street scholar, eight figure nigga white collar cat
Ain't the M-E-M-P-H man, bitch holla back
I'm
gat
Ain't the M-E-M-P-H man,bitch holla back
I'm a creature smokin' on hate since it was reefer
Drug ass flow, like I've been cuffed with
I just want the paper I just want the paper
I just want the paper I just want the paper
M.E.M.P.H.I.S
I'm a rep this hur til I walk up on death
professor
I ain't got no P.H.D.
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q
Divorce me C.O.D
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Like zero to 60 m.p.h.
It's a thin line between love and hate
And fuck the world
'cause I ain't here to stay (bitch)
[CHORUS]
[Lil Jon]
Hey
brown
M-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek put it down
Its crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As long as you and I keep it movin, nigga
Aiyyo I pray to the God MC
[Master P]
H to the motherfuckin' K
A Richmond ass nigga residin' in the Bay
Still slangin' cola out the motherfuckin' palm trees
TRU to the game
make 'em dance like I do
(You say you wanna dance, say you wanna get down?)
The thing what's funny is
Ya'll got the nerve to wanna P.H.D. me
Cuz I'm
Scottsdale and the east pain
Leuder's Park and A-P is comin' right is at
Show you where it's at, the H-P's and the cabbage patch
B-B-P, B-S-V, a hundred
Kaali oonki gaadi jee m gear teesra
Mukhde p chashma kamaal laag'h s
Oonki saadgi n fail karya faishnaa ka daur
Gail mitraan k haansda bawaal laag'h
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