Mr. Black - Live and Die for Hip Hop lyrics

1, 2, 1, 2, uh Ah, 1, 2, 1, 2 Mic check 1, 2, 1, 2 1, 2, 1, 2, uh 1, 2, 1, 2 Mic check 1, 2, 1, 2 [Verse 1: Mack Daddy] I devoted my whole life to rockin' mics gettin' crowds lifted Put my pants on backwards 'cause I wanted to be different I keeps 'em with a crease, timepiece Bertolucci House full of honeys sportin' Gucci, cuttin' coochie I'm the man, girlfriend, luxury I swim Macadocious to the most, brown, s**y, slim Setter of trends, known for making dividends And millions of people jump, jump, jump, jump... [Verse 2: Da Brat] Now who choose to be the next n***a to step, get deleted by Def Undefeated, ain't no thang to put that body to rest Chest filled with smoke, yolkin' n***as up by the collar Follow me 'cause my dollars makin' more sense than Common Robbin' you for your money and your diamonds Endangerin' your species More Than A Woman like The Bee Gees No remorse, steady smokin' plenty gra** (let it go) And let Da Brat commence to be the baddest hoe [Chorus 2X: Mack Daddy & Da Brat] Well, n***a, roll me a mic and let me smoke 'til I'm high If you ever seen me rock then you know that I Live and die for the things I do Slang I use, breakin' down mics, and destroyin' crews [Verse 3: Daddy Mack] Yachts is by the sea, big party (twelve until) See I'm the Daddy of the Mack and at the top of world I chill, keep it real My field of work consists of that Thuggish a** n***as sayin', "Where they keep that pistol at?" (My life) I wouldn't trade it, to me, it's nothin' better Wakin' up when I wanna, sportin' Jay Boogie leather Autographs, bubble baths, five-star hotels Rollin' wit' a click super thick and everybody's gettin' mail [Verse 4: Mr. Black] Take off the safety and face me Gun powder chowder for real The last n***a figured to ever make it off the hill But still rhymes rock like coke that smoke And I'm in effect with a Tec that got a infrared scope Smackin' those actin' tough as Tinactin Fall up in yo' hood increase your brain with the Mac-10 Stack ends, seventeens on the Benz And burner by my thigh in case these n***as wan' die [Chorus: Daddy Mack & Mr. Black] [Bridge: Aaliyah] Oh ooh, something tells me We got it goin' on, we're turnin' ya on It's that So So Def... [Verse 5: Jermaine Dupri] I want you to feel me My whole thang is to get inside your body I run game like my name was John Gotti Hittin' hook shots like Vlade And n***as around my way call me Little Liberace A lady lover like no other And I be lethal with my weapon so they call me Danny Glover Now who keep it hot? (We Do.) See, So So Def ain't nothin' but a fool-a** crew