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Ho(vinnie) you drew a picture of my morningbut you couldn't make my day, hey!
I'm rockin' and you're yawningbut you never look my way, hey!
I'm lickin down you darlin'in every single way, hey!
Your funny flow is foreignand a green card's on the way! this ain't got shit to do wit shampoobut watch your head n shoulders brother older bold enough to fold yayo i told ya a raid afraid of what i madeplus played a funky fit so save ya flipsplus tricks for that music plus the monkey bit. (vinnie) triggas from the grilltown illtownsome ask how it feelshow the deal is that we're real so we're still arounddon't lamp wit a freestyle phantom ain't tryin' to be handsome shrinkin' what ya thinkin' cause i'm vampin' i live and die for hip hop this is hip hop for todayi give props to hip hop so hip hop hooray...
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Ho you heard a lot about a brother gaining mo' ground being low down I do the showdown wit' any little ho round, no!
I wanna know who you're believing through you're funny reasons even when i'm sleeping you think I'm cheatin'you said I know you're mr.
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Man yo pp man won't only see me man youshould've known that I was wit if a bit when I ain't hit it and step notto consider the rep heck!
I did your partner cause she's hot as a bakercause I'm naughty by nature not cause I hate cha!
You put your heart in apart of a part that spreads apart even though i forgave ya when you had aspark
You try to act like something really big is missingeven though my name's graffiti written on your kitteni love black women always and disrespect ain't the waylet's start a family today hip hop hooray...
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Hey!
Hip hop hip hip hop hip hip hop hooray!
There's many hungry hip hoppers one reason hip hop'ship top today swerve what cha heardcause I ain't bailing no hey ain't choppin no cropsbut still grownin ever day! (vinnie) here's a thunder sound from the wonders found>from the underground town down the hillfeel how illtown drown smiles to frownssnatchin' crowns from clowns beat downs are founddon't know me don't come around.
Tippy tippy (pause)tippy tippy (pause)sometimes creepin' up I eat em upyour style is older than lou rawls!
Peace to this one and that one and themthat way I shout out and i didn't miss one friendfools get foolish neither them or parker lewis knew usyou could have crews wit shoes and can't step to ussome kitty purr i call em sir tooany trick that diss gets a curfewi put my projects for boots step through troops and leave proof my problem solvers name is mook!
I hittin' woodys in a hoodypeace to jesette, jobete, jo-jo, genae, and every hood gee!
That's right my fight is illpeace goes to l.
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And quest, nice & smooth & cypress hilli live and die for hip hopthis is hip hop of today I give props to hip hop so hip hop hooray...
Ho...
Hey...
Ho!
Smooth it out now
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