DJ Kay Slay, Vado, Ransom, Papoose - Real Hip Hop lyrics
DJ Kay Slay [Keith Grayson] New York, U.S.
[DJ Kay Slay, Vado, Ransom, Papoose - Real Hip Hop lyrics]
Same as Biggie, same block as Fab
Same town as 50, look at my hand
I tatted my whole city
On my right arm, I got a bottle of Remy
My whole life I always been skinny
But I ain't scared of you big niggas
I get busy murderer like Ja Rule, Blackchild
Back with the mac like
Wisdem you be in everybody video
Really you not a gangsta
To me, you just a video vixen
Untraisable murder
Bet the city don't miss him on my back
Sniper gun with the cerial missing
Busta Rhymes like Sanario
Real hip hop, we don't stop
Real hip hop, we won't stop
Killer hip hop, you don't stop
The real hip hop, we won't stop
Gun smoke from Glock fire
Dead bodies without trying
Spit mean, I can't lose, the flow is Cancoon
I don't even know what your man do
You get washed in here like shampoo
I'm tryna the game dark when it rain
Stripes I'm wearing my new shoes
Sounds of the mac 10
All you hear is the boom boom
Real hip hop, we don't stop
Real hip hop, we won't stop
Killer hip hop, you don't stop
The real hip hop, we won't stop
I been an OG since I was
In the dirt in the playpen
Now I'm seeing niggas getting hurt
In the stait pen
Duffle bag, praying on niggas like eh men
If you don't want me to break limbs
Fresh off the porch
Motherfuckers get chased in i'm only 6
2, but get treated like 8 10
A giant of a man iron in the hand
Fighting with the champ
Catch you lieing on the stand
Damb, it was all good just a week ago
Till I came through
Game changer, grown man, gang banger
Broose Banner, same anger
So keep speaking, that you'll keep leaking
Fact I'm about to clean up they
Act when I street sweep them