[Verse 1:] Everyone was saying hip-hop was dead It wasn't dead These niggas just wasn't makin no bread Because the scared to be real so they fakin instead
: [Verse 1:] Everyone was saying hip-hop was dead It wasn't dead These niggas just wasn't makin no bread Because the scared to be real so they fakin
shit when your gettin paid Hip-Hop, the jam don't stop You know My name is Rock (7x) I'm the D to the O, P to the D O to the straight up G see I been
Can't Understand my city's under siege F-a-c-e-M-o-b screamin 'cause i mean it Till these muthafuckas bury me 37-40 pull dat pistol packin gun slangin
O B C C H D M 2 C 74 Little Nasi and the crew, y'all niggas come home Word up, the new album gon' be the shit baby Aint no doubt about it, E Pluribus
shit when your gettin paid Hip-hop, the jam don't stop You know my name is rock (7x) I'm the d to the o, p to the d O to the straight up g see I been
's police to use his 'cause Bloods gonna get ya Bloods Bloods Bloods gonna get ya for that Shadyville chain That 380 spill brains, when I pop shots Outside NY, in front of hip-hop
gga D-B-L-O-C-K he spray The hawk'll find a nice home right where your cheeks stay We got a mean team, Hip Hop dream team Them boys is only in the projects
n*gga D-B-L-O-C-K he spray The hawk'll find a nice home right where your cheeks stay We got a mean team, Hip Hop dream team Them boys is only in the projects
big O B C C H D M 2 C 74 Little Nasi and the crew, y'all niggas come home Word up, the new album gon' be the shit baby Aint no doubt about it, E Pluribus