Hip Hop

Yeah huh (hip hop hip hop hip hop) Turn the mic up a little bit (hip hop) Get some of this Cali weedo (hip hop) Listen to some motherfuckin' (hip hop) Haha (Sounds like gold, sounds like street, whoo Niggas know they gettin' told what they mama did The rump bumpa bum bum in the jeep These people know what I do with the M-P-C) Hip hop, (hip hop) That's the way of life If you think you're nice, then go grab the mic Let me tell you my story, cause everybody got one Grab the pen and pad, and start to jot some Always told myself, that I would never be losin Man, I ain't have no hood, my mother was always movin From Detroit to Texas, Texas to Detroit Goddamn, mama, what's the point? So I would go in my room and pack my little bags Jump in the truck, with my step-dad When I was 10 years old, I started to feel the hunger Got a little older, then the force got stronger And me and my rap partner wasn't seein' eye to eye So we picked up and started a group with some other guys This is hip hop (hip hop) Man, I won't stop Yo Big Boi! "What up?" Give me a beat box (beatbox) Hip hop, hip hop Hip hop Hip hop (hip) Hip hop! Sounds like gold, sounds like street, (whoo) Niggas know they gettin' told what they mama did (whoo) The rump bumpa bum bum in the jeep These people know what I do with the M-P-C From the hip hop Shop to Maurice Malone Ten years later, I'm still in the zone 7 Mile and Foyer where a star was born United we stand, divided we swore (D12!) Hell yeah, I looked in my car Bitch, I was homeless, I slept in a jar And Dirty Management, I wish y'all the best But me and my niggas had to do what's best, it was a mess All them taxes and accounts Checks started to bounce, niggas couldn't by an ounce And now that we platinum, they diss our name Like we won't go the car and get them things And beef, sometimes you don't have a choice From the fight with Whitey Ford to the Beastie Boys To the Ja Rules, Benzinos, and the niggas in the club To the E Dubbs and niggas that you ain't heard of And man, I don't know how to use a gun But I'll learn quick if the fuckin' beef come {gun sprays} Hip hop, hip hop Hip hop Hip hop (hip) Hip hop! Sounds like gold, sounds like street, (whoo) Niggas know they gettin' told what they mama did (whoo) The rump bumpabumbum in the jeep These people know what I do with the M-P-C Man, I thought this was supposed to be hip hop, hip hop I'd rather be fishin' in flip flops, flip flops Or cross over to country like Kid Rock, and I Can't see no country singers beefin' over some guitar Riff to Willie Nelson lifted from Bob Seeger When I was younger I was so eager To have a gun, I would do the same Couldn't wait to get to the shootin' range Me and my man Goofy Gary just tryna let loose some steam Motherfuckers laughin' cause I couldn't aim So I pulled the fuckin' target closer and just shoot the thing I used to have this theory, keep three bullets in the gun It was a mandatory year up here in Michigan For each bullet if you got no C-C-W license I tried to apply for one, they said it take 5-6 months What the fuck am I supposed to do meanwhile when rivals come? Hide that son of a bitch in the glove box or inside the trunk Now back to what my three-bullet theory was I'm triple-platinum, I ain't tryna catch no murder 1 Figured I'd shoot the womb, probably missin' at least one But the other one's fuck his shoulder and his knee cap up And I'm a say for self-defense how come I had the gun Is because I was at the range, on my way back from This dude approached me on some bullshit I'll get a year for each bullet at the most as opposed to Havin' a full clip in that That was my idiotic logic, it was basically for safety But it gave me power, and it made me crazy And psychotic, I just got retarded Once I got and I thank God it was empty the night I got caught with it What the fuck man, I thought that it was supposed to be Hip hop, hip hop Hip hop Hip hop (hip) Hip hop! Sounds like gold, sounds like street, (whoo) Niggas know they gettin' told what they mama did (whoo) The rump bumpabumbum in the jeep These people know what I do with the MPC