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king blu - hip hop lyrics

[intro]
yo, yo yo
it’s the king home
better yet man, i say the king home
(king blu)
this how i feel

[verse 1]
i twist the cap off the bottle, rolling down memory lane
i blow the weed out the window, thinking ’bout back in the day
when the music was bumping, seem like how so much done changed
what happened to 2pac and biggie, snoop and nas and dr dre?
scarface, outkast, goodie mob, ugk
rest in peace to boy pimp c, 8-ball, boy mjg
z-ro, the boy trae a beast
arrested development
and i’m ’bout it ’bout it like master p
i’m a living king like t-i-p
as a juvenile, four hundred degrees
pour one out for young soulja slim
mr. pookie, that mr. lucci, and that [?], i fool with them
n.w.a. where i live
public enemy on my hip
doug e. fresh, boy, sl!ck rick
that getto boyz, my black fist
i’m eric b. and i’m rakim
i’m dmx in my black timbs
go ludacris straight off the brim
jadakiss, young twist, and them
big pun, bone thugs, jay-z on the greatest hits
i’m d.o.c., i’m warren g
i’m nate dogg, man rest in peace

[chorus]
i’m riding with my top dropped
thinking ’bout those good ol’ days
like what happened to hip hop?
seem like so much done changed
’cause all these rappers flip flop
tattoos, j’s, and skinny jeans
snapbacks, xans, and perkys man
these cats ain’t really built the same
i’m riding with my top dropped
thinking ’bout those good ol’ days
like what happened to hip hop?
seem like so much done changed
’cause all these rappers flip flop
tattoos, j’s, and skinny jeans
snapbacks, xans, and perkys man
these cats ain’t really built the same, straight up

[verse 2]
rest in peace to jam master j
shoutout man to run-dmc
heavy d, kool moe dee, beastie boys
fat boy, the [?] boy, and jermaine dupri
rappers nowadays man, they just make believe
i believe nothin’ but what i see
this industry never have no loyalty
ayy you keep the fame, i just want the cheese
i’m doin’ this sh-t for big daddy kaine
ll cool on the smooth wave
i’m ice cube like it’s friday
i’m eric wright in my black shades
2 live crew when i’m backstage
i’m too $hort on a blind date
i’m ice t, cool g, rep tight, kookie
mc, shotty, and never forget ’bout them s-xy queens
like mc lyte, queen latifah, salt n peppa, yes indeed
left out, rest in peace, de la soul, curtis blow
milly mil, wu tang, sugar hill gang was the first though like
jazzy jeff, fresh prince, krs-1, i’m the king kickin’
real hip hop, i ain’t heard it since
i ain’t knocking you, this is how i feel
never sell my soul for no record deal
face card worth a hundred mil
i bag out it like smashville
and cadillac my steering wheel

- king blu lyrics

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