Papoose - Hip Hop Lyrics
Roxanne Shante versus Real RoxanneThe KRS-One versus MC ShaneTupac Shakur versus BIGCheck the ripple verse, cool MDI keep it HIP HOPHIP HOPIt's that post with street thugG's who never'since death gave us a deep grudgeI was buzzing when'so coincidently we coexisted with street buzz'show hate, fake phony blood, suckers who drew bloodThem foam better best get niggas murdered and beat upWe yank you for your chain and then rob you after you re-upThe sunflower seeds, the Phillies, the roll a weed upThe 50 cent soldiers, the fish and chips from free lunchThe homies who disturbing the peace screaming out peace, bloodShop for 60 dollars, they kill the boy over three cupsLittle homie'Leaders, never follow, we pop bottles in each club'Jay Z versus Nas'LL versus Cannabis'I keep it HIP HOPHIP HOPWe keep it HIP HOPBack to the STREETWe getting more green, a dead president is a small thingAfford a chrome mine from a gun slinging four greenCocaine chemist who magnetic the all thingsTrue Religion sweat pants, gun tucked in the draw strings'Brooklyn niggas who all schemeThe blood shot red eye, skin pale from the chlorine'a father tells his daughter he never smoking no more, pleaseNeeding medication, fill this prescription at WalgreensHe should be restricted 'cause he's addicted to morphineThe home schooling teacher that educated his offspringsGot money stashed under the house, by the support beamsNo guts, no glory we rarely cheating the war thingA chess player, checkmate, I'm capturing your queenThis goes out to all of the artists out on the New York sceneThe more we de-throne these out-of-towners, the more kingsDr. Dre versus Easy EBizzy B versus'Let me spell it for you one more timeI keep it HIP HOPHIP HOPWe keep it HIP HOPBack to the STREET
