Текст песни Jigmastas - Hip Hop
Jigmastas - Hip Hop слова песни
[Kriminul]For real hip hop niggaz..J.I.G. Mastas..For days on I hear the same song sayin` nothin newI`m in the cunt gettin` my blaze on tryin` to stay to I face youWe at the next level you tryin` to find that each and every dayIt`s gettin hard for you to grasp my speechThe class I teach Make you cram to understand lyrics so dopeThey oughta cut me up in grams touchin` my handBefore me and my man rushes to jam, crushing y`clanNo time for you to execute your plan next to shoot a manOr so you say forget the drama causin` rapYou still got news to pay bitches and [???] Around the way in army fatiguesThe way you mislead the public Frontin` like you rough and rugged, hold upI ask myself, `is that mad nice?`I like the way he grip the mic device, is he worth the price?Most times I can`t see his skills, it`s microscopicY`all niggaz ain`t makin music son, ya need to stop itThe J.I.G.`s be droppin` real [Hip-hop!]Let you know that we only flow to real [Hip-hop!]It`s the norm that we perform rugged [Hip-hop!]G-thumpin, [Hip-hop!] party jumpin` [Hip-hop!]I see treasures, beyond the materialCause the luxuries don`t measure up to meMaybe enough to meThe way I feel this salvation truly divine When I intertwine like vineMy lyrics to these basslinesKnow that, I quest to live big willyFuck the phillies, roll up the fonta [?]And vocally I haunt ya, Kriminul I stick you upFor your mental in a minute while I`m in itFill it with lyrics, till it reach the limitNo gimmicks, causes wrath, man it`s real and I feelI`m like Medusa, take one look at me and niggaz stand stillthe blast still switches be all out for riches and bitches and fliesWitches on broomsticks whenever my toolkitsConsume kid, all walks of life, talks of trife[???] schemes, we`ll put you in the land of permanent dreamsThe J.I.G.`s be droppin` real [Hip-hop!]Let you know that we only flow to real [Hip-hop!]It`s the norm that we perform rugged [Hip-hop!]G-thumpin, [Hip-hop!] party jumpin` [Hip-hop!]I do this for niggaz true to thisBefore haters would use their fists, fuck the foolishnessWith blasts that expand just like a uterusYour hollow team`ll get yolked up like HalloweenJ.I.G`s drop tombs[?] on tracks to make the other seem mediocreMisrepresent the culture? NeverSever the heads of competition, sport it like a treasureY`all better recognize like familiar family membersWhat`s that? You`se frontin hard but in your heart you know you tenderSlender, the chance of you slidin` by fakin` jacksEast, west, north south son, no matter where you atHere to strap, it`s bound to rock knots like Bon JoviBeyond keepin` it real, so motherfuck the foleyRun up on me, get hit with rhymes deep like grave diggersIn rap, we like the EMS: We come and save niggazThe J.I.G.`s be droppin` real [Hip-hop!]Let you know that we only flow to real [Hip-hop!]It`s the norm that we perform rugged [Hip-hop!]G-thumpin, [Hip-hop!] party jumpin` [Hip-hop!]