A Tribe Called Quest - The Hop lyrics

[A Tribe Called Quest - The Hop lyrics]

Yeah, move your body, inside the party
We 'bout to bring it to you
Kid like we never ever did
My nigga Al G in it, my nigga Shaheed in it
We got the girl Kristine in it
Got my man Big G in it

A yo, inside the ghetto or in a sunny meadow
I'ma make you move whether woman or fellow
Yo, I got the medals in
The Warfield of respect
Like an ill porno make ya body get wet
Just a ghetto child trying to
Live a straight and narrow
Hoping that my shit will pierce
Your dome like an arrow i'm sure it will
Especially if it's God's will
MC's be ready to die cause I'ma kill
All your negative feelings standing
On two feet while I make the hotties move
To the hip-hop beat


You know it's realer killer
Realer than you can imagine
Using every source of pain in my
Range to make it happen if I make it happen
That means I'm making motion
And I'm doing my thing
Causing an ill commotion
Everybody do the hop
Make it smooth like lotion
I lay up in the piece on a incognotion

You gotta do the hop, you move to the beat
You don't stop
Now everybody here, you do the hop
You going up to cop, Uptown for a brick
Don't stop
You gotta come back and do the hop
Yo, fuck the cops
You gotta come back and do the hop
Move till your body won't stop
You gotta do the hop, non-stop motion
Non-stop
You gotta come back and do the, do the

You see you
Your career is done like Johnny Carson's
Get me vexed, I do like Left Eye
Start an arson
Now that I got that out my system
Watch me stab up the track as
If my name was OJ Simpson
I packs it in like Van Halen
I work for mine, you
You're freeloading like Kato Kaelin
I'm representing with my crew
Mess around, bite my rhymes
I'll beat that ass with my shoe
C'mon, you know I'm crazy nice
Brothers can't deal with the
Shorty named Phife
You must be mad in the head
I bust his ass and leave
'im blood clot for dead
Niggas sound like Das EFX
If it ain't Das EFX then
They sounding like Meth
You might as well do Megadeth
Y'all punk MCs better save
Your freaking breath
You's a corny motherfucker
You must be high smoking
Dust with Chris Tucker
Y'all faggot asses don't want this
I pull more peeps than the peeps
At the premier of Pocohantas
Word is bond I am the baddest
And all you honeys out there, word is bond
You know my status
So come and pull your panties down
This ain't the Barnum Bailey show
I don't get down with the clowns
So why don't you and your friends
Get with me and my friends
But don't bring your ass by and
You ain't got no ends
Word is bond it don't stop
Just ease your mind
Come along and do the hop

You gotta do the hop, you move to the beat
You don't stop
Come on everybody, do the hop
Even if you cop
You gotta come back and do the hop
You move to the beat, you don't stop
You smoking jump rocks
You gotta just stop and do the hop
Then you come back and do the hop
You know we don't stop
We on the ghetto prize on the top
You know we come back and do the hop
Shorties in the place, all the shorty rocks
Do the hop
You gotta come back and do the hop
We never go on pop, you know we come back
We do the hop
This is how it is, we do the hop
You move to the beat, then come on everybody
Don't

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