Текст песни Hippa To Da Hoppa - Various Artists
My
beats
are
slammin...
One:
My
beats
are
slammin
from
the
rugged
programming
My
man
Bob
Marley
hey
my
man
I'm
Jammin
You
could
never
touch
the
stamina,
while
I'm
rammin
the
Hip-hop
crowd
makes
me
rrrah
rrrah
rrrah
Other
MC's
got
flipped
with
the
ease
Beggin
me
for
burnt
cigar,
stop
the
music
please
No,
cause
I'm
a
PRO,
rap
to
the
conVO
Make
a
crowd
say
HOE,
at
a
strip
SHOW
Represent,
my
name
is
Ason,
keep
calm
Rhyme's
too
smoky,
funky
like
a
stink
bomb
Boom!
Blowin
up
niggaz
better
than
pullin
the
trigger
So
you
betta
run
for
covah!
Niggaz
better
loosen
they
ass,
felt
the
glass
A
forty
ounce
bottle,
yo
yo
yo
yo
money
yo
pass!
Woooh-woooh-woooh!
I
sweat
it
live
MC
gonna
live
God?
No,
the
nigga
die
The
max-imum
of
MC's
are
populating
The
min-imum
of
those
MC's
are
dominating
Now
all
and
together
now,
to
what
what
who?
Rhymes
come
stinky
like
a
girl's
poo-poo
Hippa
to
da
hoppa
and
you
just
don't
stoppa
Two:
Ahh
shit,
here
I
go
once
again
Rhymes
get
shitty
from
the
time
that
I
spend
I
come
old
like
toe
fungus
mold
Ask
my
grand-pop
pop
duke
gave
my
soul
Then
I
came
with
that
old
Al
Green
shit
Saaa-die,
taught
me
the
ballisitc
I
get
you
blurry
in
your
eye
with
a
high
note
Down,
to
the
Brownsville,
oops
you
got
smoked
The
shit
I'm
droppin
is
stinkin
up
your
area
When
I
shoot
it
through
like
a
messanger
carrier
I
keep
my
breath
smellin
like
shit
so
I
can
get
FUNKY,
baby
I'm
not
havin
it
2X
Help
master!
*battle
ensues*
Dragon-fist!
Horse-fist!
Bastard,
I
didn't
know
who
you
were
1 Shimmy Shimmy Ya
2 The Stomp
3 Hippa To Da Hoppa
4 Snakes
5 Raw Hide
6 Brooklyn Zoo
7 Harlem World
8 Intro
9 Baby C'mon
10 Damage
11 Don't U Know
12 Goin' Down
13 Drunk Game (Sweet Sugar Pie)
14 Brooklyn Zoo II [Tiger Crane]
15 Proteck Ya Neck II the Zoo
16 Cuttin' Headz
17 Dirty Dancin'
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