* "hip-hop" remix



[radio tuning]



It's still bigger than hip hop hip hop hip hop hip

It's bigger than hip hop hip hop hip hop hip hop



[verse 1]

Uhh, uhh, uhh

One thing 'bout music when it's real they get scared

Got us slavin for the welfare

Aint no food, clothes, or healthcare

I'm down for guerilla warfare

All my niggas put your guns in the air if you really don't care

Skunk in the air, make a nigga wanna buck in the air

For my brother locked up in the jump for a year

Shit is real out here don't believe these videos

This fake ass industry gotta pay to get a song on the radio

Really though, dp'z gon' let you know

It's just a game of pimps and hoes

And it's all 'bout who you know

Not who we are, or how we grow

I rap 'bout what i know, what i go through

What i been through, not just for no dough

Even though the rent due, what i'm into aint for no dough

Or just no fame, everything must change, nothin remains the same

Sick of the same ol' thang, it's bigger than "bling bling"



Hook:

If i, feel it i feel it, if i don't, i don't

If it aint really real then i probably won't

Rollin with my soldiers, live soldiers, ready to ride

For this real hip hop y'all i'm ready to die

Uhh, hip what hop what hip what hop what hip what hop what hip what

Hop c'mon, c'mon, my soldiers, live soldiers, ready to ride

For this real hip hop y'all i'm ready to die



[verse 2]

Hip hop means sayin what i want never bite my tongue

Hip hop means teaching the young

If you feelin what i'm feelin then you hearin what i'm sayin

Cause these fake fake records just keep on playin

What you sayin huh dp bringin the funk

Let the bassline rattle your trunk, uhhh!

Punk pig wit a badge wanna handcuff me cuz my pants that's tend to sag

Hip hop means throw up your rag, soldier flag

Whether ridin on the bus or you stole a jag

M-1 mean freedom, burn the cash

Revolutionary love til the day we pass

Will they play it on the radio

Maybe not, maybe so we gon keep it pumpin though

Everybody know we headed for the whoa, fo sho



[verse 3]

Ay dogg that label is that slave ship

Owners got them whips and rappers is slaves

If you really wanna eat you gotta hear the same thing

With the football, b-ball, or if you slangin that dope

Aint never seen no hope, brainwash video shows be foolin my folk

What the hell a brother gon do though, huh

When the rent due, when the lights and the gas gonna get cut off

Drop them raps or cock them gats

Aint never had shit ever since we came to this bitch

Why i gotta feel pain to get rich

'stead of stackin chips, finna pack them clips



Hook 2x

(ride to this if you miss tupac, bounce to this if you love big poppa)



We keep it crunkah


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