ฟังเพลงHip Hop Hooray (LP版)

...Ho...Hey...Ho

You drew a picture morningof my

But you couldn't make my day, Hey!

I'm rockin' and you're yawning

But you never look my way, Hey!

I'm lickin down you darlin'

In every single way, Hey!

Your funny flow is foreign

And a green card's on the way!

This ain't got shit to do wit shampoo

But watch your head n shoulder

Brother older bold enough to fold ya yo I told ya

A raid afraid of what I made of

Played a plus funky fit so save ya flips and tricks

For that music and the monkey bit.

Triggas from the Grilltown Illtown

Some ask how it feels now

we're How the real so deal is that we're still around

Don'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 today

I give props to Hip Hop so hooray...Hip Hop

Ho...Hey...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. O.P.P. man yo PP man won't only see me man

You should've known ain't hit it and step

That I was wit it a bit not to consider the Rep Heck!

I did your partner cause she's hot as a baker cause I'm Naughty by Nature

Not cause I hate cha!

You put your heart in a part of a part that spreads apart

And forgot that I forgave when you had a spark.

You try to act like something really big is missing

Even though my name's graffiti written on your kitten

I love Black women always and disrespect ain't the way

Let's start a family today hooray...ho...hey!Hip Hop

Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hooray!

There's many hungry Hip Hoppers one reason Hip Hop's hip top today

Swerve what cha heard cause I ain't bailing no hay

Ain't choppin no crops but still grownin ever day!

Here's a thunder sound from the wonders found

From the underground town down the hill

Feel how Illtown drown smiles to frowns

Snatchin' crowns from clowns beat downs are found

Don't know me don't come around.

Tippy tippy

Tippy tippy

Sometimes creepin' up I eat em up

Your style is older than Lou Rawls!

Peace to this one and that one and them

That way I shout out and I didn't miss one friend

Fools get foolish neither them or Parker Lewis knew us

You could have crews wit shoes and can't step to us

Some kitty purr I call em sir too

Any trick that diss curfewgets a

I put my projects for boots step through troops and leave proof

My problem solvers name is Mook!

I hittin' woodys in a hoody

Peace to Jesette, Jobete, Jo-Jo, Genae, and every hood gee!

That's right my fight is ill

Peace goes to L.O.N.S. and Quest, Nice & Smooth & Cypress Hill

I Hoplive and die for Hip

This is Hip Hop of today

I give props to Hip Hop so Hip Hop hooray...

ho...hey...ho!

Smooth it out now!