Jelleestone - Hip Hop Song lyrics

We in the hood again (Hip hop, hip hop) We in the hood again (Hip hop, hip hop) It goes good times, good friends we in the hood again Up rock, pop lock, ghetto Mardi Gras Hip hop, don't stop, whatchu do to me? Gold rush, cold crush in the community DJ's, MC's, graffiti artists Break dancers, black gangstas, we be the hardest Towns make the hotties hot, we keep the shotty co*ked Fool felt that what he knocked, we make the body rock Now it's the dark-skinned n***a with the slim build and brim tilt Used to break dance, backspin and windmill Smoke la till I choke la under my hip hop roots, a culture Used to ran ourselves from here to the Bronx It's all your fault Ja B-boys, B-girls, up in the free world Givin' props to the man who let the planet rock like Afika Bam Hip hop it's a tactical plan, police try to shackle my hand 'Cause they fear this, we raisin' [unverified] to bring back to the fam Dubs out the back of the van, so we don't get jammed in traffic We traffic the jam It goes good times, good friends we in the hood again Up rock, pop lock, ghetto Mardi Gras Hip hop, don't stop, whatchu do to me? Gold rush, cold crush in the community DJ's, MC's, graffiti artists Break dancers, black gangstas, we be the hardest Towns make the hotties hot, we keep the shotty co*ked Fool felt that what he knocked, we make the body rock Aiyyo, dub made hip hop, before we knew what hip hop was Word up, I'm hip hop 'cause It's the way I walk, the way I talk It's the way I flex, the way I dress The way I lean to the side when I'm pimpin' my ride Or your hat to the back as you bop to the vibe This is cool hurt, Grand Master Flash This a phenomenon they neva thought could last But look at us now Everybody and they mama wanna hook wit us now They all act like they ain't [unverified] now They gimme good money so I took it and smiled It goes good times, good friends we in the hood again Up rock, pop lock, ghetto Mardi Gras Hip hop, don't stop, whatchu do to me? Gold rush, cold crush in the community DJ's, MC's, graffiti artists Break dancers, black gangstas, we be the hardest Towns make the hotties hot, we keep the shotty co*ked Fool felt that what he knocked, we make the body rock Hip hop, we in the hood again Hip hop, we in the hood again Hip hop, we in the hood again Hip hop, we in the hood again I'm for the battling booths and fat gold chains For the troop suits and crack c**aine Hip hop's the lifestyle that bore the rap game We like to act wild and talk with that slang It's that thang, it's truly our own They come down hard 'cause we don't rule it [unverified] But the life dumb hard, so it bleed through the flo' I'm only speakin' my heart like what you want me to do It goes good times, good friends we in the hood again Up rock, pop lock, ghetto Mardi Gras Hip hop, don't stop, whatchu do to me? Gold rush, cold crush in the community DJ's, MC's, graffiti artists Break dancers, black gangstas, we be the hardest Towns make the hotties hot, we keep the shotty co*ked Fool felt that what he knocked, we make the body rock Hip hop, we in the hood again Hip hop, we in the hood again Hip hop, we in the hood again Hip hop, we in the hood again Hip hop, we in the hood again Hip hop, we in the hood again Hip hop, we in the hood again Hip hop, we in the hood again