Letras:
Baby Hip Hop Baby Hip Hop Love

: [Intro: Fabolous] Now I Dont Kno What Life Whould B In H.I.P- H.O.P Wit Out The Boy F.A.B Not Only N.Y.C Im Hip-Hop's Flava Fuck! Out Ma Way Plz Do

love it Homo niggas Choke when the game on the line Dallas Cowboy Romo niggas I got more bitches More digits 07 I'm hitting more switches Hip-hop broke

Nigga Want The Drama I Reach For The Mac 10 Make The 50 Cap Spin Till It Peel Back Skin Eazy Baby U Dont Wanna Belive Me Baby Yeeeeaahh Like Jeezy Baby

Five (Waddup Kris?) Cold Crush show me how to dress fly (yep) Latifah "U-N-I-T-Y" This is when hip-hop was alive, Cal-ca [Verse 6: The Game] Clack, cookin

you will think your 'Boston Warm-Up' jacket hot Till the desert eagle melt it I'm a gangsta, and the birds, they love it 20 with a baby face, and sit

minus money and light Searching for fortune and fame, and super stardom All the jewelry, all the cars, whose crew is the hardest. Now the hip-hop police

soul hip-hop queen and I ain't goin' nowhere but you already know me [Bridge] "You Remind Me" of a "Real Love" You don't have to worry ("Real Love") "

of sin I pray for the day we see you rise again Uh [Nas] [Broady] Thug Poet Street analyst is this, the Thug Poet Hustlers bang out to Thug Poet Flows for your block, Hip-Hop

're gonna love it if you give it one chance It's not complicated, it's not too hard You don't even have to be a hip hop star See anyone can do it, all